Limosna de Un Hijo
Julio Jaramillo
A Son's Alms
Mother at the door there's a man
Asking for a piece of bread
He's sick, very sick
He wants you to let him in
He tells me he's my father
And wants to give me a kiss
Mother, why did you tell me I didn't have a dad
My son, he is your father
And I always denied it
Because the day you were born
He left with another woman
But if you don't object
And want to forgive him
Give him the kiss he asks for
Tell him he can come in
Sir, I don't have a father
He died a long time ago
Take the bread you ask for
And may God forgive you
And if you get hungry again
Don't torment yourself
Remember that at this door
You'll have a piece of bread
