No me pesa, es mi amigo

Children of the same night, of the same month,
and, perhaps, unfortunately, children of the same century.
Born in the same neighborhood on the outskirts,
in the street they told me that.. maybe his father had also been mine.

His mother was called Inés, I hardly remember mine
but I think everyone called her... Forgetfulness.
It's not relevant today my name, because this song I'm writing now,
is the story of a man who has died, his name was Juan Amigo.

Always together since children, mixing laughter, punishments.
Deceiving the whole world, but we never lied to each other.
I confess that from time to time we got into trouble,
some small crimes, so similar, so different.

He knew how to find me when I was lost, forgive me,
because he knew that a man is only a fallen angel.
And a true promise is the one made to a friend,
I only sing this whole song to the one who travels with me.

Suitcases full of failures
closed doors wherever we went,
certainty that wherever you go
you will never achieve anything, if not with your friend.

It ain't heavy, he's my buddy.
It ain't heavy, he's my buddy.
It ain't heavy, it ain't heavy... he's my buddy.

(Solo)

It ain't heavy, he's my buddy.
It ain't heavy, he's my buddy.
It ain't heavy, it ain't heavy... he's my buddy.

January night, freezing that burns, black omens spit warnings.
Blind at night, defying dangers.
Sad times when the gaze of a man
who crosses your path is the gaze of an enemy.

Words are worn out, closed fists push, a man has fallen,
the work of fists is finished off by knives.
Blood escapes, everyone leaves, only death does not escape...
Only death and my friend... Juan Amigo.

Let it go crazy! You can't, they shouted,
on his shoulders, far from death he took me like a child takes his stickers.
'I knew you would come,' he whispered in his ear when his eyes turned silver black,
he changed his destiny for mine.

Sadness tangled in my hair, how short the road has been!
Dead before being born.
Bitterness in the cracks of sighs, he's dead and I'm still alive
That's how it went, I tell it by the grave of my friend.

Suitcases full of failures
closed doors wherever we went,
certainty that wherever you go
you will never achieve anything, if not with your friend.

It ain't heavy, he's my buddy
It ain't heavy, he's my buddy
It ain't heavy, he's my buddy
It ain't heavy, it ain't heavy... he's my buddy.

(Solo)

It ain't heavy, he's my buddy.
It ain't heavy, he's my buddy.
It ain't heavy, he's my buddy.
It ain't heavy, it ain't heavy... he's my buddy.

(Solo)

'I knew you would come...'