El Viejo
La Vela Puerca
The Old Man
The little head wakes up
Pride of his mom
The boy grew up at home
The teenager wants to peek out
Slipping on the sidewalks
The neighborhood dazzled him
Turning around the corners
He touched pleasures, he touched pain
He fell in love with life
Every day, every night
Breakfast with the ladies
Skipped dinner, just like that
He walks aimlessly
Carries the calm of a drifter
But leaves his life
Wherever the occasion calls
Divine old man, where are you going?
I know damn well you don’t want to look back
Bitter end, all that's left is today
Your skinny dog and the bottom of a wine to warm up
After the youth
Tired of stumbling
He looks for a good wife
And 14 hours to work
But some little birds
Can’t be caged
Their souls start to ache
Suddenly, they don’t want to sing
He slowly unraveled, after hitting 40
And almost without realizing, he became an alcoholic
He was going down the steps, many winters adrift
The twists and turns of life, ended up on the street
Divine old man, where are you going?
I know damn well you don’t want to look back
Bitter end, all that's left is today
Your skinny dog and the bottom of a wine to warm up
Ah-ah
Divine old man, where are you going?
I know damn well you can’t look back
Bitter end, all that's left is today
Your skinny dog and the bottom of a wine to warm up
And the bottom of a wine to warm up
A skinny dog and the bottom of a wine to warm up
