Mi viejo traducción al Inglés

My old man's a good guy.
He walks alone and waits
She has a long sadness
From walking so much

I watch him from afar
But we are so different
It grew up with the century
With a tram and red wine

Old
My dear old man
Now you walk slowly
As if forgiving the wind

I am your blood, my old man.
I am your silence and your time

He has good eyes
And a heavy figure
Age caught up with him.
Without carnival or parade

I have the new years
My father, the old years
The pain is inside him.
And it has a timeless history.

Old
My dear old man
Now you walk slowly
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.