Milonga Pa' Don Antonio

I have seen him pass by
And who hasn't, in the town
Like a shadow stuck
To his brother
I never saw anything like it
Not even the adobe bricks of the ranch
That sheltered them with their mom
Were as close as they were
Not even the eyes of his eyes
Saw so deep inside

One day I wanted to sing to them
A true country milonga
Like their bones
But death beat me to it
And Antonio Garayalde
Left forever
And Eduardo remained alone

But it won't be bad luck
That brings me to forget
For you, brother
I return to being a kid
And I see the flight of your soul
With those seagulls
That shaped my first smile
As an innocent boy
When they dirtied your hat

With the foot firmly planted
On the stirrup and leaning
The reins of tiento on the backrest
With the black hat on his forehead
Ancient in dreams
And ancient in time
I have seen him pass by
Hunched over and silent
I have seen him wave
His mourning handkerchief

With the whip on his shoulder
Of the worn-out jacket
Worn out by the years
And by his side
Stuck like a shadow
The solemn figure of his only brother
I have seen him pass by
Hunched over and silent
I have seen him pass by
Bearing a pain

As a kid, the memory
Of those plows
And sowings on the go
And those evenings
When I arrived at the ranch
And you lifted me up
In your arms
I will never forget
The warmth of your hand
Nor the desire to walk
Running by your side

Fencing in others' fields
You spent your life stretching hopes
But the post breaks off
And the thorn of time tears life away
I have seen you struggle
To earn a bite
Running by your side
My memory will be there