Adiós la mamá [La mamma] [English translation]

Already here, they have arrived,

To the call of love,

The momma is dying.

Everyone finally arrived,

From all over the country,

From the oldest to the youngest one,

All around momma.

And even children when playing,

At the end of the room,

Strive not to scream,

In a last attention to momma.

They take turns caring for her,

In attending her, and hugging her,

The momma is dying.

Holy Mary, mother of God,

Our Lady of pain,

Everyone prays you with fervor,

And they sing Ave Maria, Ave Maria.

So much memory, and so much love,

Around momma

So much sigh, so much pain,

Around momma.

The meeting is formed again,

And so for the last time,

The momma is dying.

And as a rite on the occasion,

They pass over and over again,

The fish-flavoured jar,

They drink in moderation.

It's odd but there's no sadness

There is a great resignation,

And while a brother prays,

The other sings a song to momma.

And the women have gathered,

Around the older sister,

The momma is dying.

A medium-consumed candle,

Before the image of the Lord,

With a blackened rosary,

They all repeat the prayer: Hail Mary.

So much memory and so much love,

Around momma

So much sigh, so much pain,

Around momma.

That never, never, never,

She will never leave us...

• Artist:Charles Aznavour
• Album:Grandes éxitos de Charles Aznavour (1995)