Ay, Que Pena Me Da

One early morning
Without much difficulty
My father arrived home
Coming from work
Suddenly he fell to the ground
Unable to get up
And my siblings said
Let's take him to the hospital

Ay, what a shame, ay, what a shame
Ay, what a shame it gives me
To see my father
Crying

Ay, what a shame, ay, what a shame
Ay, what a shame it gives me
To see my father
Crying

The great ignorance of one
Not knowing his illness
We wonder
What could he have
Then the doctor appears
I want to talk to you
This gentleman has
A stroke

Ay, what a shame, ay, what a shame
Ay, what a shame it gives me
To see my father
Crying like this

Ay, what a shame, ay, what a shame
Ay, what a shame it gives me
To see my father
Crying like this

My father was a tough man
Very good at working
And now he's left bedridden
By the damn disease
Suddenly he looks up at the sky
As if trying to speak
Is he calling my God
To come and take him away

Ay, what a shame, ay, what a shame
Ay, what a shame it gives me
To see my father
Crying

Ay, what a shame, ay, what a shame
Ay, what a shame it gives me
To see my father
Crying

Ay, what a shame, ay, what a shame
Ay, what a shame it gives me
To see my father
Bedridden