Mi Amor Por Ti

So many, many women have come through my life
Bringing me joy and sometimes making me cry
They gave me their affection, some their caresses
A thousand nights of passion or just a simple friendship

Today I want to raise my glass to toast for one
For the one who rocked my cradle and filled me with love
For the one who suffers in my absence and prays for my return
For the one who gave me life, today I toast for her

Her black hair is turning white
Her steps are getting slower, the wind caught up with her
For all those years when you took care of me
Come here, old lady, into my arms, now I’ll take care of you

And if over time your memory starts to fade
And if you no longer remember my name or who I am
I swear if that were the case, I’d still keep on loving you
What matters, dear mother, is that I know who you are.