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Nobody knows how long
I was carrying bitterness
As I remember my old man
And his many adventures
The years went back
On his face a swell
And I transform his smile
Only for a grimace
If you find your way
To a man who is crying
Tell him that daily in my prayers
Your name I'm pronouncing
For signs you have sad eyes
He has hurt his heart
He is tall and with white hair
His look is pure love
That gray-haired gentleman
In good and bad
He always knew how to respond
He was poor there because of his childhood
I tube a little ignorance
But I managed to overcome it
If you find your way
To a man who is crying
Tell him that daily in my prayers
Your name I'm pronouncing
He was a walker of a thousand paths
Of old towns and streets
There were his years
There your sorrows ended
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