Una Madre Llorando

Three in the morning at a hospital
A mother crying hard
For her son who chose to light up the smoke
That cost him his life

He didn’t want to be less than the rest
And that’s how he started to smoke
That drug that destroyed him
Also taught him to steal

The pipe began to consume him
He thought it would help him out
He felt like a superhero
And this time evil won

"Light it up," they say
Are we smoking life or are we smoking death?
Today we mourn for a friend
You need to wake up, or it’s all gonna be lost

"Light it up," they say
Are we smoking life or are we smoking death?
Listen to my message, friend
That not everything is lost.