Текст и перевод песни Vicente Fernández - Ese Señor de las Canas

Ese Señor de las Canas

Nadie sabe cuanto tiempo
Traia cargando amarguras
Como recuerdo a mi viejo
Y sus tantas aventuras
Se le volvieron los aÑos
En su rostro una mareja
Y transformo su sonrisa
Tan solo por una mueca
Si encuentras en tu camino
A un hombre que va llorando
Dile que a diario en mis rezos
Su nombre voy pronunciando
Por seÑas tienes ojos tristes
Ha herido su corazon
Es alto y de pelo blanco
Su mirada es puro amor
Ese seÑor de las canas
En las buenas y en las malas
Siempre supo responder
Fue pobre alla por su infancia
Tubo un poco de ignorancia
Pero la logro vencer
Si encuentras en tu camino
A un hombre que va llorando
Dile que a diario en mis rezos
Su nombre voy pronunciando
Fue andador de mil veredas
De pueblos y calles viejas
Ahi quedaron sus aÑos
Ahi acabaron sus penas

That Gray-Haired Gentleman

No one knows how long
He carried such bitterness
How I remember my old man
And his many escapades
The years turned against him
A storm on his face
And it transformed his smile
Into a mere grimace
If on your path you encounter
A man weeping uncontrollably
Tell him that every day in my prayers
I utter his name
As a sign, know that his eyes are sad
His heart has been wounded
He is tall with white hair
His gaze is pure love
That gray-haired gentleman
Through good times and bad
He always knew how to respond
He was poor in his childhood
He had some ignorance
But he managed to conquer it
If on your path you encounter
A man weeping uncontrollably
Tell him that every day in my prayers
I utter his name
He was a wayfarer of a thousand paths
Of towns and ancient streets
There his years were left behind
There his sorrows ended