Sin Consuelo

For a long time I have suffered my bitter sorrow
Carrying my life in distress
The path I walk is full of thorns
And I can't reach the cemetery

It's a pain that torments my soul
And sometimes I'm cowardly before the world
I am an orphan because I no longer have peace
Because I miss my beloved mother

And you, dear companions
Who tirelessly travel through life
Who also wander along the path
Without a mother and with a saddened soul

And you who have your mother alive
May God always keep them pure
Love and cherish the little old lady
I will continue on the street of bitterness