Madre - Los Rebujitos

Cuando era pequeñito me decía que me fuera pa' mi cuarto…

Y mi madre llorando me reñía para que te hiciera caso

A la virgen del calvario le rezaba por que esta guerra se acabara

Y por mas que cerraba los ojos mas le gritabas

Ahora ya he crecido ya no quiero estar contigo

Ahora yo solo te pido

Que cojas tus cosas y te marches

No permito que le pegues a mi madre

Márchate antes de que sea mas tarde

Márchate y no me seas tan cobarde

Que cojas tus cosas y te marches

No permito que le pegues a mi madre

Márchate no te quiero ni ver

Que ahí que ser muy poco hombre

Pa' pegarle a una mujer

Ahora los recuerdos me atormentan

Tu le destrozaste la vida

Le faltaba maquillaje

Para tantas heridas

A la virgen del calvario le rezaba pero tu nunca parabas

Y el alma se me cae por los suelos

Cuando pienso en su cara

Ahora ya he crecido ya no quiero estar contigo

Ahora yo solo te pido

Que cojas tus cosas y te marches

No permito que le pegues a mi madre

Márchate antes de que sea mas tarde

Márchate y no me seas tan cobarde

Que cojas tus cosas y te marches

No permito que le pegues a mi madre

Márchate no te quiero ni ver

Que ahí que ser muy poco hombre

Pa' pegarle a una mujer

When I was little he told me to go to my room...

And my mother, crying, scolded me so that I would pay attention to you

She prayed to the Virgin of Calvary that this war would end

And no matter how much she closed her eyes, the more you yelled at her

Now I'm grown up I don't want to be with you anymore

Now I only ask you

That you take your things and you leave

I do not allow you to hit my mother

Leave before it's later

Go away and don't be such a coward

That you take your things and you leave

I do not allow you to hit my mother

Go away I don't even want to see you

That there to be very little man

To hit a woman

Now the memories haunt me

You destroyed his life

she lacked makeup

for so many wounds

I prayed to the Virgin of Calvary but you never stopped

And my soul falls to the ground

When I think of your face

Now I'm grown up I don't want to be with you anymore

Now I only ask you

That you take your things and you leave

I do not allow you to hit my mother

Leave before it's later

Go away and don't be such a coward

That you take your things and you leave

I do not allow you to hit my mother

Go away I don't even want to see you

That there to be very little man

To hit a woman