Ese Señor De Las Canas

That Gentleman with Gray Hair

Ese Señor De Las Canas

No one knows how long,Nadie sabe cuanto tiempo,
He carried bitterness,Traía cargando amarguras,
As a memory of my old man,Como recuerdo a mí viejo,
And his many adventures.Y sus tantas aventuras.

The years turned on him,Se le volvieron los años,
In his face a tangle,En su rostro una madeja,
And transformed his smile,Y transformó su sonrisa,
Just into a grimace.Tan sólo por una mueca.

If you find on your path,Sí encuentras en tú camino,
A man who is crying,A un hombre que va llorando,
Tell him that daily in my prayers,Dile que a diario en mis rezos,
I am uttering his name.Su nombre voy pronunciando.

By signs he has sad eyes,Por señas tiene ojos tristes,
His heart wounded,Herido su corazón,
He is old and with white hair,Es viejo y de pelo blanco,
His gaze pure love.Su mirada puro amor.

Spoken:Hablado:
That gentleman with gray hair,Ese señor de las cañas,
Who in good times and bad,Que en las buenas y en las malas,
Always knew how to respond.Siempre supo responder.
He was poor back in his childhood,Fué pobre allá por su infancia,
Had a bit of ignorance,Tuvo un poco de ignorancia,
But he managed to overcome it.Pero la logró vencer.

If you find on your path,Sí encuentras en tú camino,
A man who is crying,A un hombre que va llorando,
Tell him that daily in my prayers,Dile que a diario en mis rezos,
I am uttering his name.Su nombre voy pronunciando.

Walker of a thousand paths,Andador de mil veredas,
Of towns and old streets,De pueblos y calles viejas,
Where his years remained,Donde quedaron sus años,
Where his sorrows ended.Donde acabaron sus penas.