[MOLINA (spoken]
Am I dying, Mama?

[MOTHER (spoken)]
Oh, listen to him! A good son doesn't die before his mother! You are going to see me off, thank you very much. And I'm going to be waiting for you with a good, warm shawl

[MOLINA (spoken)]
I am so sick, Mama

[MOTHER (spoken)]
Ah, a good son sees his poor old mother through her old age! He doesn't her for a... tummyache, eh?

[MOLINA (spoken)]
You're not old. You're still... beautiful

[MOTHER (spoken)]
Uh huh... Oh, I bet you say that to all the girls, huh?

[MOLINA (spoken)]
There are no girls, Mama. I have brought you such... shame

[MOTHER (spoken)]
Oh, no, Luis. Only if you did something cruel or uncaring

[MOTHER (sung)]
You could never shame me
There, I've told you so
Many things confuse me
But this I know
Let the neighbors gossip
At the mention of your name
You have never brought me shame
I know some mamas have roughnecks who never bring them joy
Thank God you're not that kind of boy

I know that you're different
I don't really care
I would never change
A hair

[MOTHER (spoken)]
You like this Valentin, don't you?

[MOLINA (spoken)]
To him, I'm a silly window dresser. That's all I am to everyone but you

[MOTHER (spoken)]
Oh, what nonsense!

[MOTHER (sung)]
Some other mamas have children whose secrets hurt them so
But you have no secrets, I already know

And you could never shame me
Let me say out loud
I've a son
A loving son
Who makes me proud