There is no greater pain than losing a father said a good friend
and as time went by it was old and now I'm a witness
you feel a deep pain in the soul you feel that the world is coming soon
you want to escape from reality you do not want to suffer you do not want to cry
Some encouraged those who cried because they wanted man
others murmured he does not leave anything they say he was poor
if they really knew that a million of friends had it and at home a treasure
Sweetheart in bulk no one like everyone respected the old man and left.
Mother do not cry anymore look at the flowers are withering
you were a friend who was with you almost 30 years
look how many people came with dad want to fire him because he's already gone
it smells a song is for the viejon in case you do not know it I wrote it
Time has passed and they saw that I miss it like the first day
and those tips that my old man gave me, they never forget me
I remember that time when I was a child I hear his scolding and I just laughed
I will never forget the man that porke was my father that left
Only among all we can make this a better place :)