Bendita

I have nothing but my hands in my pockets
And a yesterday that reminds me that there are very cold hearts
Some floors that have lasted me six years
With those I have fallen and those same ones that helped me stand up
Blessed be what goes through my mother's hands
If she's okay, I'm okay
Blessed be what goes through my mother's hands
To you I dedicate my amen
If the sun doesn't come out, she paints it for me, for me

Even if there are no coins, with her I am already rich, I am rich
I admit that I have no devotion to images
I only obey the word of the heart
Her only goal is for me not to lose my way
My old lady is worth more than giving everything for a minimum
For her, I will be a legend of the typical neighborhood
Where good grass does not flourish even if there is more than a holiday
With that courage of the countryside in the blood
We have been through everything except hunger
And me, mistake after mistake and her, forgiveness after forgiveness
You are the only one left if the curtain falls

For you, I do not make a single mistake
For me, the perfect woman exists and has your hair
Blessed be what goes through my mother's hands
If she's okay, I'm okay
Blessed be what goes through my mother's hands
To you I dedicate my amen
If the sun doesn't come out, she paints it for me, for me
Even if there are no coins, with her I am already rich, I am rich
My old lady never lowered her gaze
No matter how much life weighed on her
In the bad times, I am there and in the worst times, me and her
With her head held high when there was only panela water
Accompanied by an arepa and wise advice
Armor that life is pure ups and downs
Patience that things come in their own time

And if something is wanted, it must be earned to value it
And even though I don't trust any God
I won't leave the house without your blessing, mom
Living from what I love was my decision
And you applauding in the front row at the show
Blessed be what goes through my mother's hands
If she's okay, I'm okay
Blessed be what goes through my mother's hands
To you I dedicate my amen
If the sun doesn't come out, she paints it for me, for me
Even if there are no coins, with her I am already rich, I am rich
We're going to the sea, mom, let's go to the sea
All that you haven't seen, I will show you
It will not be scarce here anymore
Not to eat, not to dress, not to see you happy
There will be better times
You'll see, the sun will smile