Abuelito

Don't drink any more, grandpa, and leave the wine
Don't take more tatita, it's a shame
What with the party, grandpa, a neighbor
He came to this table brightening our sorrows
Don't take any more and tell me that story
Of the time when his love lived
That I, this time, approaching their island
I will listen to it quietly and without speaking

And poor grandfather to my prayers
Hiding your regrets
He made me sit by the fire
And in this way he spoke to me
Close the door, turn off the light
That with the shadows comes my love
That one day, a long time ago
Dressed my heart in mourning

If you saw what a Creole with black eyes
White-skinned, loving and midwife
With a proud walk, smiling and playful
Ah... Carnation of love bloomed in my memory

If you could see how eagerly he loved her
With how much love we made our nest
But one night, the hand of fate
He took her from my side to God

Today when the years overcome me
Death is already lurking
Old, defeated and battered
I feel like I love her more
You know, grandson, the cruel wound
That in this life I knew how to hide
Thus, a sad and mourning night
My poor grandfather made me cry