El Hijo Ausente
Pastor Lopez
The Absent Son
Another year goes by and I'm so far away
Another Christmas without seeing my people
Mom, I humbly ask you
To remember me in the new year
Set a place at the table
For the son who won't be coming
Even if I'm not there to toast
My glass will always be overflowing
And when midnight strikes
When laughter and tears mix in the crowd
Send me a big hug
And ask everyone present
Let's raise a glass for the absent one
That next year he’ll be here
Let’s wish him good luck
And may God keep him safe from death
Let's raise a glass for the absent one
That next year he’ll be here
Let’s wish him good luck
And may God keep him safe from death
Another year goes by and I'm so far away
Another Christmas without seeing my people
Mom, I humbly ask you
To remember me in the new year
Set a place at the table
For the son who won't be coming
Even if I'm not there to toast
My glass will always be overflowing
And when midnight strikes
When laughter and tears mix in the crowd
Send me a big hug
And ask everyone present
Let's raise a glass for the absent one
That next year he’ll be here
Let’s wish him good luck
And may God keep him safe from death
Let's raise a glass for the absent one
That next year he’ll be here
Let’s wish him good luck
And may God keep him safe from death
Pedro Muriel
Let's raise a glass for the absent one
That next year he’ll be here
Let’s wish him good luck
And may God keep him safe from death
Let's raise a glass for the absent one
That next year he’ll be here
Let’s wish him good luck
And may God keep him safe from death