Meu Velho (Mi Viejo)

He's a good guy, old man
Who walks alone and carrying
Your infinite sadness
From walking so much

I have studied it from afar
Because we are different
He grew up with the times
Of respect and of the most faithful

Old man, my dear old man
Now walk slowly
Like forgiving the wind
I am your blood, my old man
Your silence and your time

Your eyes are so serene
Your figure is tired
He was defeated by age
But walk your path

I live for today
In you the past remembers
Only pain and suffering
It has its timeless history

Old man, my dear old man
Now walk slowly
Like forgiving the wind
I am your blood, my old man
Your silence and your time

Old man, my dear old man
I am your blood, my old man
Your silence and your time
Old man, my dear old man