El pueblo
huepa
va por ti mi mexico
el pueblo donde naci el pueblo donde creci
esta llorando por mi aucencia
el chico que abandone a dicho que le e robao su adolecencia
el pueblo donde naci el pueblo donde creci
esta pidiendo que regrese
el viejo limon del pueblo
a golpe de la nostalgia reverdece
yo tambien extraño como extraño regresar hay
ouo
vivo recordando añorando donde yo creci.
se que volvere me quedare para morir en esta tierra
la misma que vio nacer ese negro que esta trovando
se que volvere abrazare al campesino de mi tierra
la misma que vio nacer al viejo que esta sembrando
yo tambien extraño como extraño
regresar hay ouo
vivo recordando añorando donde yo naci
uo huepa.
el puelo donde naci el pueblo don de creci
esta llorando por mi aucencia
el chico que abandone a dicho que le e robao su adolecencia
yo tambien extraño como exraño regresar hay
ouo vivo recordando añorando donde yo naci
uo
se que volvere me quedare
para morir en esta tierra
la misma que vio nacer ese negro que esta trovando
se que volvere me quedare abrazare al campesino de mi tierra
la misma que vio nacer a mi madre que esta sembrando
y no se quiebra
epa eeeeeeeeeuuooooooooooooooooooooohayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
The Town
Whoop
It's for you, my Mexico
The town where I was born, the town where I grew up
Is crying for my absence
The kid I left behind said I stole his adolescence
The town where I was born, the town where I grew up
Is asking for my return
The old lemon tree of the town
With a touch of nostalgia, it flourishes again
I also miss, like I miss, going back there
Ouo
I live remembering, yearning where I grew up
I know I'll come back, I'll stay to die in this land
The same one that saw the birth of that black man who's singing
I know I'll come back, I'll embrace the farmer of my land
The same one that saw the birth of the old man who's planting
I also miss, like I miss, going back there
Ouo
I live remembering, yearning where I was born
Whoop
The town where I was born, the town where I grew up
Is crying for my absence
The kid I left behind said I stole his adolescence
I also miss, like I miss, going back there
Ouo
I live remembering, yearning where I was born
Whoop
I know I'll come back, I'll stay to die in this land
The same one that saw the birth of that black man who's singing
I know I'll come back, I'll stay, I'll embrace the farmer of my land
The same one that saw the birth of my mother who's planting
And it doesn't break
Epa eeeeeeeeeuuooooooooooooooooooooohayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy