Proud I feel of my people from my town
For your struggle, to get ahead
There everything is different where the streets are filled with rain
No one is going to tell me
You wake up every day with the song of the roosters
Do you know what? that render you have to get up early
That I do not forget, how to forget the ranch
The blows of life, the stumbles, the falls at the end
They teach us to be humble
I remember sometimes we just ate tortillas with salt
And that did not make me sad
He was happy to the fullest extent of the word
As all the ball of small worked
They are things that are not erased, they are passages of childhood
I remember that the nights could give us 12 in a corner
Those times are gone
With a spring machine very often we went home
How to return the time
Renounce the school even if you are a good student
You forget the task when there is no breakfast
It takes a coin, it's when you go aimlessly
The jokes the cheeks you must remember every day
And nothing else smiled at me
The field, the channels, the cattle, the pens do not lie
When I say it's my thing
There are times I fall asleep on one side of the burner
First grabbing fire after caking tortillas
How not to miss the town where he lived
When everything seems to be in order the old man is ahead of me
I still do not understand
He was a strong man and all the people liked him
Today I have your memories
Today I look for mine as one day my father did
I move slowly I go looking forward
Do not stop being simple that's the most important thing
Only among all we can make this a better place :)