A Mis Viejos
Peteco Carabajal
To My Parents
I come from a brown world
From the union of the moon and the sun
I come from an ancestral encounter
I am the spark of a dream of love
They gave me light
And also illuminated my brotherhood
Calming with tenderness the pain
Left by the absence of bread
In the gaze of my parents
Shines my happy childhood
I know that someday I will lose
The way to return
Then I will only be a man
That child will go with them
It's a love story
With a storm of honey and salt
With shadows that hurt the skin
And with flowers that give humility
How can I thank
Life for desiring me
That it imagined my being
And the encounter that made me live
In the gaze of my parents
Shines my happy childhood
I know that someday I will lose
The way to return
Then I will only be a man
That child will go with them
