From all I've gone through in life,
my beloved son,
the years are weighing me down,
my heart has grown weary,
perhaps the moment approaches
that I must say goodbye to you.
When you miss your father
who has gone to heaven with God,
if you want to embrace him
or demonstrate your love,
the kisses you give to your son
I will receive them there.
If one day you remember the old man
that worried over you,
if you should want a kiss from him
and you no longer find me here,
ask your mother for one,
one of many that I gave her.
Be mindful of where you walk
don't let your foot slide off,
try to follow my steps
where I firmly walked on,
and evade tripping on the rocks,
ones which I tripped on.
When I am no longer with you,
the one who kissed your cheeks,
the one that would sometimes embrace you
and sometimes scold you,
remember that I was your father,
the man who loved you the most.