From the cold river where it starts,
through the streets he walked in a hurry,
sometimes barefoot and had no more!
poor neighborhood and hope
where he lived aya in his childhood
but the world turns and had to change
I had street school
a thousand tips that my mother gave me
also with the old man learned to work
today life is different, firm road to the front
luck has changed and the sun shines more
with the fingers of the hand
I have counted my friends
in good and bad do not have to fail me
the pepe and the juan al tiro, the rocke and the josesillo
and the guy goes with me is like my carnal
what you live what you're worth
how does it move in the jale
measure your words never talk about
I remove some that are in the way
my work is to the zorda
I do not take care to show off
good things also bad
are the blows that fate gives you
there is no remedy there is no turning back
a strong pain in my life
from the Lord the farewell,
I have faith that one day I'll look again
my princesses are my eyes
what I want and I fulfill my cravings
and it's my way and do not say more
I am firm with my children, the andru and the little angel,
for them there is no doubt always to jump
My delirium is the ladies
and with a glass of a good buchanan's
followed in the ranch I like to pistear
Serious when required
but to the thousand with my duties
to the one who is respectful he should respect
I charge and let's go forward,
because life is gone in an instant
and the beautiful lady does not notify on arrival
I already learned to live from everything
rich, poor and nimodo
angel by inheritance I AM OF THE VILLAR,
Only among all we can make this a better place :)