Bienbenito

Your smile became the sweet bread of my mornings
I still don't know how to name this love that disarms me
When I see you like that, chubby and mischievous
the only thing that matters to me, now, is growing old

We brought you to an absurd, difficult, and beautiful place
full of people who jump to head the ball with their elbows
'you have to tread carefully' say the great-grandmothers
I would say go slow and steady, but wear out your soles...

I would give an arm for you, but truth be told,
dad can be very silly, better, give your hand to mom

You'll see how rich the sea is, the kisses, the friends
Sometimes your teeth, women, and forgetfulness will hurt you
Look both ways before crossing life
and don't chew on the old tale of turning the other cheek

If I were you, I wouldn't miss out on football, Beatles, or tango
I would pass by those with chauffeurs
If you're going to tell lies, don't lose your elegance
Be a companion in wine and always a gentleman in hangovers

I would give an arm for you, but truth be told,
dad can be very silly, better, give your hand to mom

And never put your knee on anyone's neck
Never take the sons of bitches lightly
You'll have to do a lot with what we'll make of you
Welcome to this mess, child of my soul,
darling of my heart.

I would give an arm for you, but truth be told,
dad can be very silly, better, give your hand to mom