Below is the lyrics of the song Mama , artist - Jarabe De Palo with translation
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Jarabe De Palo
Me gustaría contar
De cuatro cosas que me gustan
Que me dé el sol en la cara
Que el viento me dé en la cara
Que la muerte ya vendrá
Me gustaría contar
De cuatro cosas que me gustan
Levantarme y encontrarme
Con la vida cara a cara
Que la muerte ya vendrá
Me gustaría contar
De cuatro cosas que me gustan
Despertar cada mañana
Y gritar dentro del agua
Que la muerte ya vendrá
Mama
Ayer pregunté a mi papa
Cuando llegué a casa
Y mi mama donde está
Mama
Cuando llegué a mi casa
Y me contestó mi papa
Que la mama ya no está
I would like to tell
Of four things that I like
Give me the sun on my face
Let the wind hit me in the face
That death will come
I would like to tell
Of four things that I like
get up and find me
With life face to face
That death will come
I would like to tell
Of four things that I like
wake up every morning
And scream into the water
That death will come
Mother
Yesterday I asked my dad
When I get home
And my mom where is she
Mother
when i got to my house
And my dad answered
That the mother is no longer
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