Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Los Versos para Mi Madre, artist - Julio Jaramillo. Album song Ídolo del Pueblo, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 20.11.2014
Record label: Fonal
Song language: Spanish
Los Versos para Mi Madre(original) |
Mi madre es un poema |
De blanca cabellera |
Que tiene a flor de labios |
Un gesto de ferdor |
Cuando tras larga ausencia |
Resgira en su ella me beja |
Me abraza como un niño |
Me besa con pasion |
Mi madre es pequeñita igual que una violeta |
Lo dulce esta en su alma |
El llanto de la ra dios |
Es dueña de mi sueños |
Aunque no soy poeta los versos a mi madre me lo inspira dios |
Que linda que es mi madre |
Que suelte es tenerla |
Que dichosa al verla |
Feliz en el hogar |
Ambiente de alegria |
Al lado de sus hijos |
Cuidando sus nietitos |
Que santa que es mi madre |
Bendicela si bendicela señor |
Mi madre es una rosa |
De petalos ojados que guarda su perfume muy junto al corazon |
Y viendola esta angustia |
No se lo que a llorado |
Por eso al mencionarla me envardo de emocion |
Mi madre es como un coromo de magica paleta |
Cancion, dolor, ternura |
Te todo hay en su voz |
Es dueña de mi sueños |
Aunque no soy poeta los versos a mi madre me lo inspira dios |
Que linda que es mi madre |
Que suelte es tenerla |
Que dichosa al verla |
Feliz en el hogar |
(translation) |
my mother is a poem |
with white hair |
What has a flower of lips |
A gesture of ferdor |
When after a long absence |
Resgira in her she beja me |
She hugs me like a child |
She kisses me with passion |
My mother is tiny just like a violet |
The sweet is in your soul |
The cry of the god |
She owns my dreams |
Although I am not a poet, God inspires my mother's verses |
How beautiful she is my mother |
How loose it is to have it |
How happy to see her |
happy at home |
atmosphere of joy |
next to their children |
taking care of their grandchildren |
How holy is my mother |
Bless her yes bless her sir |
my mother is a rose |
Of eyed petals that keeps her perfume of her very close to the heart |
And seeing this anguish |
I don't know what you cried |
That's why when mentioning it I get envarado of emotion |
My mother is like a magic palette coromo |
Song, pain, tenderness |
There is everything in your voice |
She owns my dreams |
Although I am not a poet, God inspires my mother's verses |
How cute is my mother |
How loose it is to have it |
How happy to see her |
happy at home |