Meu Velho (Mi Viejo)

He's a good guy, my old man
Who walks alone, carrying
His endless sadness
From always moving on

I study him from afar
'Cause we're so different
He grew up in times
Of respect and the faithful

Old man, my dear old man
Now he walks so slow
Like he's forgiving the wind
I’m your blood, my old man
Your silence and your time

His eyes are so serene
His figure is worn out
By age he’s been defeated
But he walks his own road

I live in the present
In you, the past remembers
Only pain and suffering
Have your timeless story

Old man, my dear old man
Now he walks so slow
Like he's forgiving the wind
I’m your blood, my old man
Your silence and your time

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