Canto a La Madre

Don't rejoice Death, today with your victory, because my mother
lives entirely in my memory. Don't be proud if you see me
crying, I'm not ashamed of missing her.
She taught me, Death, not to fear you.
My dear old lady left fighting.
Don't be proud Death, your triumph is empty,
I protect her love and she watches over mine.
Saying goodbye is difficult, friend, but even more so
when it's to a mother. It leaves a void, impossible
to fill, for all eternity: orphaned is my love.

Mother, there is only one in life.
Sleep, Sleep, my love.