Señor de Las Canas
Nadie sabe cuanto tiempo
Traía cargando amargura
Como recuerdo a mi viejo
Y sus tantas aventuras
Se le acabaron los años
Y en su rostro una madeja
Y transformo sus sonrisa
Tan solo por una mueca
Si encuentras en tu camino
A un hombre que va llorando
Dile que a diario en mis rezos
Su nombre voy pronunciando
Por señas tiene ojos tristes
Y herido su corazón
Es viejo y de pelo blanco
Su mirada puro amor
Si encuentras en tu camino
A un hombre que va llorando
Dile que a diario en mis rezos
Su nombre voy pronunciando
An algo por mil veredas
De pueblos y calles viejas
Donde acabaron sus años
Donde acabaron sus penas
Lord of the Canes
No one knows how long
He carried bitterness
As a memory of my old man
And his many adventures
His years ran out
And on his face a tangle
And he transformed his smile
Just for a grimace
If you find on your way
A man who is crying
Tell him that daily in my prayers
I am pronouncing his name
By signs he has sad eyes
And wounded his heart
He is old and with white hair
His gaze pure love
If you find on your way
A man who is crying
Tell him that daily in my prayers
I am pronouncing his name
Through a thousand paths
Of towns and old streets
Where his years ended
Where his sorrows ended