Lupillo: through the veins of my father
blood runs like my
, blood of the Indian who falls, who cries
who loves, who knows how to suffer.
Jenny: the Indian that my mother
I love him because he knows he is a faithful man
thanks to GOD who is my father
and that I have inherited to be Indian as the
L: Between prickly pear cactus my parents grew
and there I was born
between the earth my father dreamed of giving me
a better life
L-J: I no longer live in such poverty
I live like my father dreamed
I do not ambition or wealth
The Indian blood I bring is better.
SPOKEN
L: THE BRONZE SKIN THAT I HAVE IS
INHERITANCE OF MY FATHER
J: AND THIS HEART THAT I FEEL
THIS MY MOTHER GAVE ME
L: THE TWO GAVE ME THE LIFE
THE TWO GAVE ME THEIR BLOOD
AND THANKS TO GOD MADE ME
AN INDIAN LIKE MY FATHER
TOP JALISCO
L: My brothers also carry the blood of
Indian as I carry
blood that painted the earth
the land that my father so much labro
J: I leave my father the earth
my mother crying after the road
they left everything to give me
what life gave me later
L-J: I no longer live in such poverty
I live like my father dreamed
I do not ambition or wealth
The Indian blood I bring is better.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)