[Verse 1]
He's a good guy, my old man
Who's lonely and waiting
He has a longing sadness
From coming and going so much
[Verse 2]
I look at him from afar
But we are so different
It's that he grew up with the century
With streetcars and red wine
Old man, my dear old man
[Chorus]
Now he's walking slow
As if forgiving the wind
I am your blood, my old man
I am your silence and your time
[Verse 3]
He has kind eyes
And a heavy figure
Age came upon him
Without carnival nor comparsa
[Verse 4]
I have the new years
And the man the old years
He carries his pain inside him
And he has stories without time
Old man, my dear old man
[Chorus]
Now he's walking slow
As if forgiving the wind
I am your blood, my old man
I am your silence and your time
I am your blood, my old man
I am your silence and your time
I am your blood, my old man...