Con mi perro

I'm more tired than my dog,
which is the shadow of my shadow. (bis)
Through twenty dead roads
I walked with him alone.
Eyes full of sleep,
of earth and bad hours.
I'm more tired than my dog,
who is the shadow of my shadow.

He was left to me as a puppy
and by my side he became a dog. (bis)
He was tempered little by little
as his owner was tempered.
His eyes were charcoal
and now his fur is gray.
He was left to me as a puppy,
and by my side he became a dog.

Neither the memory nor the pain of so many things
nor the pain of so many things. (bis)
The moon covered the path
and I'm still alone with him.
No love, no pingo, no implement,
no trace of that troop.
All I have left is my dog
who is the shadow of my shadow.