Mi Amigo Sebastian

I fought all my life, a middle-class man
And from afar, you can tell, the air of a good person
He never had much time to cultivate his wit
But he's smarter than he seems, you can tell by his gaze
Oh!, tired, tired
He's getting slower every time,
Leaning on the cane on the left side
And he talks to you and tells you
About those times
Full of dust and loneliness
My friend Sebastian
Married very young
He's been a widower for a long time
A single son who never came back
Maybe the earth swallowed him up
And he never had much luck
When it comes to money
Without realizing, he just stayed, almost with a whole century
And he waits, and he waits
For the state to give him a pittance every fortnight
How lucky, how lucky
Maybe he'll treat himself to a dinner and God will decide tomorrow
My friend Sebastian, my friend Sebastian
And it's been a few days since I've seen him pass by
How strange!
Maybe he went somewhere else
How strange!
Without saying goodbye and without telling me anything
Maybe he didn't have time to warn
I hope he finds peace
My friend Sebastian