Charles Aznavour
Miscellaneous
La Mamma
They came, they are all there
As soon as they heard this cry
She is going to die, La Mamma
They came, they are all there
Even those from the south of Italy
(There) There is even Georgio, the cursed son
With presents in his arms
br/>All the children play in silence
Around the bed on the tiles
But their games don't matter
It's a bit like their last gift to Mamma
We warm her with kisses
We lift her pillows
Mamma is going to die
Saint Mary full of grace
Whose statue is on the square
br/>Of course you extend your arms to him
Singing him Hail Mary Maria
Ave Maria
There is so much love, so many memories,
Around you, you, the Mamma
There are so many tears, and smiles,
br/>Through you, you, the Mamma
And all the men were so hot
On the sunny paths
The Mamma is going to die
Let them drink fresh new wine
The good wine from the good vine
While piling up pell-mell,
On the benches, scarves and hats
It's funny, we don't feel sad
Near the big bed of Affection
(He) There is even a guitarist uncle
Who plays carefully
At the Mamma
br/>And the women remember
Sad songs from the vigils
Mamma is going to die
So softly, eyes closed
Sing like one rocks a child
After a good day
So that he smiles when he falls asleep
Hail Mary
There is so much love, memories,
Around you, you, the Mamma
There are so many tears, and smiles,
Through you, you, the Mamma
That never, never, ever,
You (will not) leave us

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