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Wood From the Fallen Tree

Los Tigres del Norte

Leña Del Arbol Caído

Leña del árbol caído
Háganlas que me mintieron
Aquellas que cuando tuve
Gozaban mis tiempos buenos
Ahora ninguna me busca
Porque no tengo dinero

Hay veces que nada el pato
A veces ni el agua bebe
Un tiempo tuve fortuna
Ser pobre a mí no me duele
Las que me sigan sin oro
De adeveritas me quieren

Bonito es que te quieran
Y que no sientas desprecio
No porque tengas fortuna
Te vean el signo de pesos
Y cuando ya no la tengas
Que te abandonen por eso

El árbol ya se cayó
La fuente donde gozaba
Seguro la recupero
Pasando la racha mala
Y no me vuelvo a fijar
En gentes interesadas

Leña del árbol caído
Hacen de los que se dejan
No dejes que te domine
La pena ni la tristeza
Siempre hay que andar adelante
Si te rebasan te dejan

Wood From the Fallen Tree

Wood from the fallen tree
They make them lie to me
Those who, when I had
Enjoyed my good times
Now none of them look for me
Because I have no money

Sometimes the duck swims
Sometimes it doesn't even drink water
I once had fortune
Being poor doesn't hurt me
Those who follow me without gold
Truly love me

It's nice to be loved
And not feel despised
Not because you have fortune
They see the dollar sign on you
And when you no longer have it
They abandon you for that

The tree has already fallen
The source where I enjoyed
Surely I will recover it
After the bad streak
And I won't pay attention
To interested people

Wood from the fallen tree
They make those who allow it
Don't let sorrow
Or sadness dominate you
You always have to move forward
If they surpass you, they leave

Escrita por: Teodoro Bello Jaimes