To the old man in the end of life Don't rest more nothing To leave the long days to pass Waiting for the death In soul bring the great pain Of exclusion and forsake And today your mind is full Of questions without response What the old man want to say The words don't organize more And be with touched expression When know that old brothers die And your soon forget you The long live was to past And the time to make rude all They don't get to create affective Win the sorrow and the pride Don't back the time and to begin And the past will torture you until the end For the old man rest the guilty and lonely For the life of indifference and hostility