Ya Mi Mama Me Decía
Guitarricadelafuente
My Mom Used to Tell Me
Are you going to talk to me, or not?
Hey!
When I serve 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 step, 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 anymore, Maria
If you don't want to see me anymore, ah
I'm going to Andalusia
My mom used to tell me
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
