Madrecita
José José
Little mother
Mother of the dear soul
On my chest I carry a flower
Don't care what color she is
Because in the end you are a mother of a flower
Your love is my good, mother
In my life you have been and will be
The refuge of all my sorrows
And the cradle of love and truth
Although I have loves in life
May they fill me with happiness
Like yours never, my mother
I won't find anything like yours
Although I have loves in life
May they fill me with happiness
Like yours never, my mother
I won't find anything like yours
Mother of the dear soul
On my chest I carry a flower
Don't care what color she is
Because in the end you are a mother of a flower
Your love is my good, mother
In my life you have been and will be
The refuge of all my sorrows
And the cradle of love and truth
Although I have loves in life
May they fill me with happiness
Like yours never, my mother
I won't find anything like yours
Although I have loves in life
May they fill me with happiness
Like yours never, my mother
I won't find anything like yours
Mother of the dear soul
On my chest I carry a flower
Don't care what color she is
Because in the end you are a mother of a flower
Your love is my good, mother
In my life you have been and will be
The refuge of all my sorrows
And the cradle of love and truth
