Buen Amigo
Juan Carlos Marambio Catán
Good Friend
In good times or in bad
Triumphant standing or defeated
The hand of the good friend
Is extended cordially and kind
Comfort in the hard sorrow
Encouragement in the bitter life
If I adored my mother in life
I also cultivated friendship
If you ever see me fall
Your firm and noble hand will raise me fraternally
Your unmatched noble heart
Is vibrating to the sound
Of the sleepy violin
On the cliffs of the road
A thousand times I cried defeated
A thousand times I was badly wounded
Bleeding on the hard trail
Suddenly a star shone
Your hand gave me life
My wounds closed
By the breath of your kindness
Faithful brother, in my orphanhood
Your firm and noble hand blossomed in friendship
May cruel time not erase
Never your memory, good loyal friend
