Hive Open MIc Week 155 / Piero - Mi viejo (Cover)

This week of OpenMic has cost me a lot because the subject is somewhat complicated. What do I know about DNA? But thinking about it more deeply I can't stop thinking about my father who will be two years old tomorrow, April 2. It's just that it seemed very sad to me but it was the song that called me and I've sung it a lot and I've cried a little more.
My father and I were so different and so similar at the same time: serious, a little hateful at times, always eager to learn more, very curious; but even though we were very similar, we didn't get along very well until his last years, when we got to know each other a little better.
My old man died when he was just turning 50 and he was very quiet at home until very shortly before he died when God enlightened him and he wanted to get a little closer to his children and break that barrier.

He's a good guy my old man
who walks alone and waiting,
has a long sadness
from so much walking.
I look at it from afar
but we are so different;
is that it grew with the century,
with tram and red wine.

My old dear old,
now he walks slowly,
like forgiving the wind.
I am your blood, my old man;
I am your silence and your time.

he has good eyes
and a heavy figure,
age came upon him,
without carnival or comparsa.
I have new years
and the man, the old years;
the pain takes him inside
and has history without time.

My old dear old,
now he walks slowly,
like forgiving the wind.
I am your blood, my old man;
I am your silence and your time.
I am your blood, my old man;
I am your silence and your time.

Letter: José Tcherkaski
Interpreter: Piero