At my fathers home
Love is not any game dreams somehow fade
All is lost if we are one
We are two or we are none
A house is not made with sand and brick
It is made by blood and my sweat,
The woderful Earth is like our mother
And on her it lays
The house of my father, the house of my father.
A house is not made with sand and brick
It is made by blood and my sweat,
The woderful Earth is like our mother
And on her it lays
The house of my father
The house of my father,
Home of my father
The house of my father.
(Translation by MissValentine aka Esperanza Luz Leal, from "Casa De Mi Padre" of Christina Aguilera)