Ya Mi Mama Me Decía
Guitarricadelafuente
My Mom Did Use To Tell Me
Are you going to talk to me or not?
Hey!
When I've served my sentence
And the rain puts out the Sun
When your hair passes by
And it no longer causes me pain
And I don't even recognize my voice
The tired breath
Of singing your name to the Sun
Slow pace, accelerated
Today my path has not changed
We dance to your tune
Oh, oh, nightingale
I have sorrow in my heart
When your hair passes by
And it no longer causes me pain
And I don't even recognize my voice
If you don't want to see me, María
If you don't want to see me anymore, ah
I'll go to Andalucía
My mom did use to tell me
That I would sing this song
Oh, oh, nightingale
I have sorrow in my heart
When your hair passes by
And it no longer causes me pain
And I don't even recognize my voice
