(And what do you think, this is another one, there it goes.)
Excuse me, for not telling him how much I wanted him,
for making so many sad songs,
but time suddenly wins,
Excuse me, for not telling him he was a great man,
I always saw it stronger than an oak
because I knew he was the best, yes sir, the best.
That one who wants was original,
has a name and is my apa,
with a cigarette he had a honeycomb
I will never forget.
They were many teachings, he gave me his confidence,
and I learned from his words I almost heard him speak,
it was the viejon that he never had,
and more man than many I can swear.
He had friends wherever he wanted
she lived her way and very often the grandmother went to visit her
something I feel here in the chest
When I talk about the old man and I start crying.
(And until mere above)
Excuse me I know that many times I did not understand it,
If I knew everything I learned,
if I could return the clock,
excuse me if one day I fail you
since I was a child I wanted to be like you,
because I knew he was the best, yes sir, the best.
That one who wants was original,
has a name and is my apa,
with a cigarette he had a honeycomb
I will never forget.
They were many teachings, he gave me his confidence,
and I learned from his words I almost heard him speak,
it was the viejon that he never had,
and more man than many I can swear.
He had friends wherever he wanted,
she lived her way and very often the grandmother went to visit her,
If I talk about Vicente Perez
I know a lot of people will remember it.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)