Ven, Ven

Come, come, this is my call
come, come, father come back home
come, come, everything is ready
come, come, the bread and love

Come, come, this is my call
come, come, father come back home
come, come, everything is ready
come, come, the bread and love

I know well that girl is simple
happier than mom and prettier
and it's hard to notice autumn growing on the forehead

I know well that girl is younger
than my mother, worn out and clumsy
yet she has fought for you
to make you happy

Come, come, mother is suffering
come, come, thinking of you in silence
come, come, I don't want to see her
come, come, even more defeated

Come, come, since you've been gone
come, come, she has remained
come, come, every thing of yours
come, come, firm in its place

We won't talk about any of this
the past will pass and with time
we will open the door and you'll see
that home remains the same

Come, come, let's go, come with me
come, come, mother has fallen asleep
come, come, make her wake up
come, come, and she'll smile at you

Come, come, this is my call
come, come, father come back home
come, come, everything is ready
come, come, the bread and love

Come, come, this is my call . .