Vamos Viejo Todavia

In Don Gómez's courtyard the chacarera is sung
Drinking a glass of wine, I will start the first one
Singing under the shade of that old mulberry tree

There, a well-watered courtyard will be waiting for you
The guitars will not be silent as long as someone lives their place
The old man will be waiting for you with his friendly heart

You're a tough stick, hard wood, keep the verse in your soul
The one that your children have inherited when they mention you
I sing you this chacarera, protect me with your shadow

Let's go old man still, stay strong on your path
Today your heart beats like it did when you were a child
Today you're a mature tree, I'm your attached offspring

How time has struck you, I see it in your weathered face
Wanderer of the mountains, seeker of the blessed bread
The one that has never been missing from the table of your nest

It's the fate of man to stay alone in life
Like in the wound that bleeds, with time it heals
Like the ember that ignites, ends up being ashes

Time passes silently leaving marks on top
How many wrinkles are on your forehead, your white hair ash
Grandpa God always keep you on the threshold of my life

Let's go old man still, stay strong on your path
Today your heart beats like it did when you were a child
Today you're a mature tree, I'm your attached offspring