Reflexiones
Padre, estuve pensando,
Que hablar ahora será más cuerdo,
Que dejar las palabras,
Almacenadas para el recuerdo,
Que si yo vengo ahora,
Si te he citado para este encuentro,
Es porque quiero padre,
Que tú conozcas mis sentimientos.
Muchas veces parece,
Que nos envuelve solo el silencio,
Que no veo tus angustias
Y tú no sabes de mis tropiezos,
Que nos empecinamos,
En parecer siempre muy ajenos,
Como si fuera feo,
Que alguien supiera que nos queremos.
Padre, hace un tiempo supe,
Que no eras dios y te equivocabas.
Padre, hace un tiempo supe,
Que alguna vez a solas llorabas
Y eso hizo que te sienta,
Mucho más cerca de mí que antes,
Yo te quiero padre y te necesito,
Quiero ser tu amigo.
Padre, los dos nacimos,
En tiempos que son tan diferentes,
Son otras las costumbres,
Otras las voces, otras la gente,
Yo vivo este presente,
Que es tan distinto de tu pasado,
Los dos improvisamos,
Pero qué pena tan separados.
Se bien que tú quisieras,
Evitar que yo cometa errores
Y que de mi te lleguen,
Solo alegrías, no sinsabores.
Padre, yo soy tu obra,
Soy tu mañana, soy tu esperanza.
Padre, si en mi no fías,
Es que no tienes en ti confianza.
Padre, hace un tiempo supe,
Que no eras dios y te equivocabas.
Padre, hace un tiempo supe,
Que alguna vez a solas llorabas
Y eso hizo que te sienta,
Mucho más cerca de mí que antes,
Yo te quiero padre y te necesito,
Quiero ser tu amigo.
Reflections
Father, I've been thinking,
That speaking now will be more sensible,
Than leaving the words,
Stored for memory,
That if I come now,
If I have summoned you for this meeting,
It's because I want, father,
For you to know my feelings.
Many times it seems,
That only silence surrounds us,
That I don't see your anxieties
And you don't know about my stumbles,
That we insist,
On always appearing very distant,
As if it were ugly,
For someone to know that we love each other.
Father, some time ago I knew,
That you were not God and you made mistakes.
Father, some time ago I knew,
That sometimes you cried alone
And that made me feel,
Much closer to you than before,
I love you father and I need you,
I want to be your friend.
Father, we were both born,
In times that are so different,
Different customs,
Different voices, different people,
I live this present,
Which is so different from your past,
Both of us improvise,
But what a pity so separated.
I know well that you would,
Want to prevent me from making mistakes
And that from me you receive,
Only joys, not sorrows.
Father, I am your work,
I am your tomorrow, I am your hope.
Father, if you don't trust me,
It's because you don't have confidence in yourself.
Father, some time ago I knew,
That you were not God and you made mistakes.
Father, some time ago I knew,
That sometimes you cried alone
And that made me feel,
Much closer to you than before,
I love you father and I need you,
I want to be your friend.