El Caminante
Soy un pobre caminante
Sin rumbo y sin direción
No se ni de donde vengo
Ni se donde ahorita estoy
Bago solito en el mundo
Hay que desgraciado soy
No se ni de donde vengo
No sé cómo vine al mundo
Ni supe como me crie
Dicen que era muy pequeño
Cuando huerfano quedé
Jamás conoci a mi madre
Mi padre no sé quién fue
Mi padre que fue un bandido
Que en la carcel se murió
Dicen que era muy pequeño
Que muriera al nacer yo
Que pocos vienen al mundo
Desgraciados como yo
Cuando yo tenía 20 años
Yo quise formar mi hogar
Pero al estar con mi novia
Y todos frente al altar
Por no ser hijo de nadie
No nos pudieron casar
Ya se va este caminante
Sin rumbo y sin dirección
No sé ni de donde vengo
Ni sé donde ahorita estoy
Bago solito en el mundo
Hay que desgraciado soy
The Wanderer
I am a poor wanderer
Without a course and without direction
I don't even know where I come from
Nor do I know where I am right now
Wandering alone in the world
What a wretched soul I am
I don't even know where I come from
I don't know how I came into the world
I didn't even know how I was raised
They say I was very young
When I became an orphan
I never met my mother
I don't know who my father was
My father who was a bandit
Who died in jail
They say I was very young
That he died when I was born
Few come into the world
Unfortunate like me
When I was 20 years old
I wanted to start my own family
But when I was with my girlfriend
And everyone in front of the altar
Because I was nobody's son
They couldn't marry us
This wanderer is leaving
Without a course and without direction
I don't even know where I come from
Nor do I know where I am right now
Wandering alone in the world
What a wretched soul I am