Esos tus cabellos blancos, bonitos,

                                                                                                                         ese hablar cansado, profundo,

                                                                                                                         que me lee todo lo escrito

                                                                                                                         y me enseña tanto del mundo.

 

                                                                                                                         Esos pasos lentos de ahora,

                                                                                                                         caminando siempre conmigo,   

                                                                                                                         ya corrieron tanto en la vida,

MI QUERIDO, MI VIEJO ...

                                                                                                                         mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo...

 

                                                                                                                         Esa vida llena de historias

                                                                                                                         y de arrugas marcadas por el tiempo,

                                                                                                                         recuerdos de antiguas victorias,

                                                                                                                         son lágrimas lloradas al viento.

 

                                                                                                                         Tu voz dulce y serena me calma

                                                                                                                         y me ofrece refugio y abrigo,

                                                                                                                         va calando dentro de mi alma,

                                                                                                                         mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo...

 

                                                                                                                                       

                                                                                                                         Tu pasado vive presente

                                                                                                                         en las experiencias sentidas

                                                                                                                         en tu corazón conciente

                                                                                                                         de las cosas bellas de la vida.

 

                                                                                                                         Tu sonrisa franca me anima,

                                                                                                                         tu consejo sabio me guía,

                                                                                                                         abro el corazón y te digo:

                                                                                                                         mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo...

 

                                                                                                                         Yo ... he dicho casi todo

                                                                                                                         y casi todo es poco,

                                                                                                                         frente a lo que yo siento...

 

                                                                                                                         Mirando tus cabellos, tan bonitos,

                                                                                                                         abro el corazón y digo:

                                                                                                                         mi querido, mi viejo, mi amigo...