A mi madre

I cried in my life, lonely
Because, my mother, I felt your love,
Passing by like a wind of yesterday
Consoling my pain, in my sad orphanhood.
I felt, sweet and good old lady
Your voice was born again in my heart,
And it was like a bird that passed
In my cold solitude, like a beneficent angel.
 
I remember mother
When I was a child
You gave me
Your good love,
And in your lap
You held me close
And told me
Pretty tales of forgiveness.
Never on my face
Mother of my soul,
I felt the offense
That gives pain,
Because your lips
Always gave me
Sweet consolations
With tenderness and with love.
 
The memory has already passed, leaving in the soul
An immense emptiness that fills with pain,
Sad and defeated by a cruel destiny
Today I cry alone, with my pain, the absence of your love.