C.D.A
Buscando una forma de poderse superar,
Cada madrugada, sale de su hogar.
Juan no pide mucho, solo un cuarto y de comer.
Uno de sus sueños darle todo a su mujer.
Guantes sin dedos y su gorra de los rams,
Playera blanca y su pantalón levy's.
Sus tenis converse faja para cargar,
El diablo es su automovil,
Central de abastos su segundo hogar.
Como a las seis, café para desayunar.
Una guajolota y un buen churro pa fumar.
Veinte cajas grandes de la h a la k,
Hace carreritas con el gorri y el piolin.
A eso de las doce comienza a escasear.
Busca chamba y tiene que negociar.
A las tres en punto juega de lateral.
No sabe bien el puesto, pero el quiere ganar.
(ya por la tarde regresa a su canton,
Toma un micro rumbo a la pantitlán.
Tuvo un buen dia y comienza a soñar
Que en unos cuantos años la bodega comprara)
En eso unos gandallas,
Comienzan a gritar:
"esto es un salto,
Tienen que cooperar!"
Todos sus centavos a otra mano van
Juan piensa ni modo
Y mañana otro dia sera
No es facil subir pero voy a hacerlo,
No es facil subir pero voy a hacerlo.
No es facil subir pero voy a hacerlo, si,
Subiendo hasta llegar al sol!
C.D.A
Looking for a way to overcome oneself,
Every dawn, he leaves his home.
Juan doesn't ask for much, just a room and food.
One of his dreams is to give everything to his wife.
Fingerless gloves and his Rams cap,
White t-shirt and his Levi's pants.
His Converse sneakers with a belt to carry,
The devil is his car,
Central de Abastos is his second home.
Around six, coffee for breakfast.
A 'guajolota' and a good churro to smoke.
Twenty large boxes from h to k,
He races with 'El Gorri' and 'El Piolín'.
Around twelve, things start to run out.
He looks for work and has to negotiate.
At three o'clock, he plays as a side.
He doesn't know the position well, but he wants to win.
(In the afternoon, he returns to his neighborhood,
Takes a bus towards Pantitlán.
He had a good day and starts to dream
That in a few years he will buy the warehouse)
Then some thugs,
Start to shout:
'This is a hold-up,
You have to chip in!'
All his pennies go to another hand,
Juan thinks 'oh well,
And tomorrow will be another day'
It's not easy to climb but I'm going to do it,
It's not easy to climb but I'm going to do it.
It's not easy to climb but I'm going to do it, yes,
Climbing until reaching the sun!
Escrita por: Panteón Rococó