ENGLISH LYRICS & SPANISH SONG TO A FATHER: “My dear, my old man, my friend” (Mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo”) by Roberto Carlos

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My dear, my old  man, my friend


Your white, beautiful hair
Your talk, tired, and deep
That reads me everything written
And teaches me so much of the world.

Those slow steps now
that walked always with me,
They already ran so much in life
My dear, my old man, my friend.

That life full of stories
And wrinkles marked by the wind,
Memories of old victories
Are tears cried in the wind.

Your sweet, kind voice calms me down,
And offers me shelter and warmth,
touches me deep inside my soul,
My dear, my old man, my friend.

Your past lives present
In your experiences learned,
And in your heart aware
Of the beautiful things of life.

Your honest smile encourages me
Your wise advice grows in me
I open my heart and tell you
My dear, my old man, my friend.

I, I have told you almost everything,
And everything is very little,
comparing to what I feel.

Watching your white, 
beautiful hair
I open my heart
My dear, my old man, my friend
Watching your white 
beautiful hair
I open my heart
My dear, my old man, my friend

Author of the poem: Roberto Carlos

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 que 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 viento,
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,
y en tu corazón consciente
de las cosas bellas de la vida.

Tu sonrisa franca me anima
tu consejo sabio me cría
abro el corazón y te digo
mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo.

Yo, te he dicho casi todo,
y casi todo es poco,
frente a lo que yo siento.

Mirando tus cabellos
tan bonitos
abro el corazón
mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo…
Mirando tus cabellos
tan bonitos
abro el corazón
mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo…
Mirando tus cabellos
tan bonitos
abro el corazón
mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo…

Autor del poema: Roberto Carlos

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