We carry the same blood is said that even the character if they knew how much I remember my father
I remember those days when the old man told me look son, be careful where you go
I'm going to talk to you about an important person,
I know very well that he has to listen to me in heaven.
He was a horseman we rode several ranches I learned to ride since I was 4 years old
He rode in the meadows like a charro of a really was all that the old man had longed for
I do not deny and that is clear to them if my childhood is the most beautiful thing that they have given me.
((thank you very much mother and if it was))
Just like my grandfather always wore a hat or rather was part of his body
very often I bet the domino and the deck with beer to enjoy the game
I will always be proud of the old man, that is why I keep his memory.
He walked everywhere was always well respected with his boots or his huaraches crossed
it is very true he was from below but with his head held high, he courageously defended his work
If he took anybody, he would take it away if I was wrong, just say, I'll pay them.
((and that's what my company said and that's the way it is))
his blood was his beloved treasure it was for all of us although we never shouted it anymore
his advice his scolding I have never forgotten and it hurts me that he is no longer with us
I confess that sometimes I feel alone I get drunk and sadness I also cry.
very close to the rails aya in the ranch of 7 celebrated those dates of December
Christmas is over everyone to rest that tomorrow nobody knows what is coming
because you cry asked what happens
Just tell them Vicente Perez left.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)