Mi Querido, Mi Viejo, Mi Amigo
Esos tus cabellos blancos, bonitos
Ese hablar cansado, profundo
Que me lee todo, lo escrito
Y me enseña tanto, del mundo
Esos pasos lentos, de ahora
Caminando siempre, conmigo
Ya corrieron tanto, en la vida
Mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo
Esa vida llena, de historias
Y de arrugas marcadas, por el tiempo
Recuerdos de antiguas, victorias
Son lágrimas lloradas, al viento
Tu voz dulce y serena, me calma
Y me ofrece refugio, y abrigo
Va calando dentro, de mi alma
Mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo
Tu pasado vive, presente
En las experiencias, sentidas
En tu corazón, consiente
De las cosas bellas, de la vida
Tu sonrisa franca, me anima
Tu consejo sabio, me guía
Abro el corazón, y te digo
Mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo
Yo, lo he dicho casi todo
Y casi todo es poco
Frente a lo que yo siento
Mirando tus cabellos, tan bonitos
Abro el corazón y digo
Mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo
Mirando tus cabellos, tan bonitos
Abro el corazón y digo
Mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo
Mirando tus cabellos, tan bonitos
Abro el corazón y digo
Mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo
My Dear, My Old Man, My Friend
Those white hairs of yours, beautiful
That tired, deep speaking
Who reads everything I write
And he teaches me so much about the world
Those slow steps, from now on
Always walking with me
They have already run so much in life
My dear, my old man, my friend
That life full of stories
And wrinkles marked by time
Memories of old victories
They are tears cried, to the wind
Your sweet and serene voice calms me
And offers me refuge and shelter
It's sinking into my soul
My dear, my old man, my friend
Your past lives on, present
In the experiences, felt
In your heart, consent
Of the beautiful things of life
Your frank smile encourages me
Your wise advice guides me
I open my heart, and I tell you
My dear, my old man, my friend
I've said almost everything
And almost everything is little
In front of what I feel
Looking at your hair, so beautiful
I open my heart and say
My dear, my old man, my friend
Looking at your hair, so beautiful
I open my heart and say
My dear, my old man, my friend
Looking at your hair, so beautiful
I open my heart and say
My dear, my old man, my friend