More songs by Besmaya
Description
There are people whose love is not expressed in words, but in a bowl of soup, an ironed shirt, or a stubborn “dress warmly.” Their kitchen lights are always on, and it smells like home, even if you've been living separately for a long time. Sometimes life takes you too far away, to a place where everything seems right, but feels empty. And then you just want to go back to where you can be not strong, not successful, but just yourself. This song is that very point of support where the heart remembers what it beats for. The quiet “mom” between the lines is like a key to a house that will never be lost.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Mamá, hace tiempo que no vengo a estar contigo.
Últimamente solo miro mi ombligo y ando encerrado en mí.
Mamá, me he desviado del camino.
Llevo ya un tiempo perdido, así que búscame tú.
Y es que sin ti habría casas, pero no hogares.
Habría reuniones, pero no fiestas familiares.
Y habría amores, pero no incondicionales.
Sin ti, todo sería tan gris.
Una oficina sin fin.
Y no querría vivir aquí.
Mamá, recuérdame lo que aprendí cuando era un crío.
Que lo grande viene poquito a poquito, escondido en los detalles.
Mamá, hazme espejo de tu entrega.
Haz que no ponga barreras, haz que sea como tú.
Y es que sin ti habría casas, pero no hogares.
Habría reuniones, pero no fiestas familiares.
Y habría amores, pero no incondicionales.
Sin ti, todo sería tan gris.
Una oficina sin fin.
Y no querría vivir aquí, vivir aquí, vivir.
No hay barco que me lleve a puerto como tú.
Ni faro alguno que me guíe con tu luz.
Que cuando todo tiemble y todos fallen, nunca fallas tú.
Tara, tara, tara, ta.
Nunca fallas tú.
Haz que sea como tú.
English translation
Mom, I haven't been to be with you in a while.
Lately I only look at my navel and I'm closed in on myself.
Mom, I've strayed from the path.
I've been lost for a while now, so you look for me.
And without you there would be houses, but not homes.
There would be gatherings, but no family parties.
And there would be loves, but not unconditional.
Without you, everything would be so gray.
An endless office.
And I wouldn't want to live here.
Mom, remind me of what I learned when I was a kid.
That great things come little by little, hidden in the details.
Mom, make me a mirror of your delivery.
Make him not put up barriers, make him be like you.
And without you there would be houses, but not homes.
There would be gatherings, but no family parties.
And there would be loves, but not unconditional.
Without you, everything would be so gray.
An endless office.
And I wouldn't want to live here, live here, live.
There is no ship that takes me to port like you.
Nor any lighthouse to guide me with your light.
That when everything shakes and everyone fails, you never fail.
Tare, tare, tare, tare.
You never fail.
Make it like you.