El retrato de mama

Listen brother, I come to see you not to ask for anything
Even though I'm living poor, I appreciate the intention
That big car at the door, this mansion-like house
It shows what you professed, your position is high

This little living room we're in, decorated in a modern way
With its paintings that adorn it, costs a fortune
No, don't take out your wallet, I'm not here for money
But tell me, where is the portrait of mother?

(chorus)

Poor old lady, she who loved you so much
Who went as far as sacrifice to send you to study
You didn't even have the delicacy
To put up in the house the portrait of mother
From heaven she sees you and forgives you
But I, your brother, can't forgive you
And tell me why, among so many jewels
The most precious one is missing, the portrait of mother

(Brother, I just want to remind you that there are things that can't be bought. Like what? The heart)

Poor old lady, she who loved you so much
Who went as far as sacrifice to send you to study
You didn't even have the delicacy
To put up in the house the portrait of mother
From heaven she sees you and forgives you
But I, your brother, can't forgive you
And tell me why, among so many jewels
The most precious one is missing, the portrait of mother