Oyé Papá
Los Lirios Colombianos
Listen, Dad
Listen, dad, she loves you
And you abandon her
If she has offered you
All her heart
That at night
She cries for your goodbye
You must know
That she is sick
And I don't know what to do
That your departure
Hurts her love
Today I ask you
To come back again
Explain to me what she has
That my mom doesn't have
She is an angel, authentic, ideal
Explain to me what she has
That my mom doesn't have
She is an angel, authentic, ideal
Listen, dad, she loves you
And you abandon her
If she has offered you
All her heart
That at night
She cries for your goodbye
You must understand
She is my mother
And I want to defend her
That your departure
Hurts her love
Today I ask you
To come back again
Explain to me what she has
That my mom doesn't have
She is an angel, authentic, ideal
Explain to me what she has
That my mom doesn't have
She is an angel, authentic, ideal
She is my mother
My great mother
Who reminds you
Every day
Still sick
She says it with joy
The poems
And the books you used to read
Dad, how much I would give for you
To kiss her again
