I hear him in the bathroom; those sounds he makes
Sinuses damaged from years of dust and ache
Thirty years of chemicals on construction sites
His body don’t work like it used to, but that’s alright
His skin shows every summer he worked in the sun
Hands move slower now from all he’s done
But those hands tenderly held me — menopause our life torn
They say gallantry’s gone, where’d the good men go
But they don’t see what I know
This man would take a bullet, lay his life down for me
Worries himself sick about my security
Penny-pinches so I’ll be fine when he’s gone
Like that won’t break my soul when he’s gone
He’s my weathered warrior, my lover
My udbhu-kanti man
I’d choose him again
Every lifetime, every chance I can
We built this house with our four hands
Extended it when babies came, made our plans
Raised those kids through hell and back somehow
Here we are in the peace and quiet now
There’s wisdom in the silence between our words
Mutual respect — that’s what we’ve earned
Never once did I trash him to another soul
Never did he break what we built to make us whole
They say gallantry’s gone, where’d the good men go
But they don’t see what I know
This man took every bullet life could throw our way
Stood beside me through every impossible day
He’s my weathered warrior
And I’d choose him again
Every lifetime, every chance I can
He tells me… “When I’m gone, take that cruise
Find a young Latino with a six-pack, mi amor”
But he doesn’t understand…
The fact that he worries
That’s all I need
That is everything
They say gallantry’s gone, where’d the good men go
But they’re blind to what I know
This man took every bullet life could throw
Built our life penny by penny, hand in hand
He’s still worried about me — that’s a real man
He’s my weathered lover
My udbhu-kanti love
I’d choose him again
In this life and whatever comes above
Memoria, mi amor
Every sound, every mark
Every slow movement
Is beautiful to me
You’re my weathered lover
And I’m yours… mi amor