Sin Fortuna
Yo naci sin fortuna y sin nada
desfiando al destino defrente
hasta el mas infeliz me umillaba
ignorandome toda la gente
va de pronto mi suerte a cambiado??..
y de pronto me vi entre la gente.
Y esa gente finjir se dichosa
Frente a un mundo bulga y embustero
Gente hipocrita ruimbe y dinosa
Que de nada le sirve el dinero
Que se muere lo mismo que el pobre???..
Y su tumba es el mismo abujero??..
Ahora voy por distintos caminos
posiguiendo tan so al destino
y entre pobres me siento dichosos
si es amando do mi amor eterno
con los pobres me quito el sombrero
y deprecio hasta el mas poderoso
soy cabal y sincero les digo
el habrado mi propio destino
prometiendo la mano al amigo
pero al rico jamas me lo humillo
yo nunca tuve el calor de u beso
mis pobres viejos trabajaban tanto
que nunca tuviron timpo para eso
y haci cresi
sin ignorar el llanto
no fui a la escula
yo aprendi de grande
las letras no entran cundo se tiene hambre
y no hay quien te da la mano si eres pobre
por eso vuelvo a este pueblo viejo
donde la vida me trato tan mal
y esta es mi raza
que por nada dejo
aunque volviero yo a sufrir igual
compa
soy cabal y sincero les digo
el habrdo mi propio destino
prometiendo la mano al amigo
pero al rico jamas me lo humillo
Without Fortune
I was born without fortune and without anything
defying destiny head-on
even the most unhappy humiliated me
ignoring me all the people
does my luck suddenly change??..
and suddenly I found myself among the people.
And those people pretend to be happy
Facing a world full of lies and deceit
Hypocritical, rude, and old people
For whom money is of no use
Who die just like the poor??..
And their grave is the same hole??..
Now I go on different paths
following my destiny so alone
and among the poor I feel happy
if it's loving my eternal love
I tip my hat to the poor
and I despise even the most powerful.
I am honest and sincere, I tell you
I have carved my own destiny
promising a hand to a friend
but I never humiliate the rich.
I never had the warmth of a kiss
my poor parents worked so hard
that they never had time for that
and so I grew up
without ignoring the tears
I didn't go to school
I learned when I was older
letters don't come in when you're hungry
and there's no one to lend a hand if you're poor
that's why I return to this old town
where life treated me so badly
and this is my race
that I never leave for anything
even if I were to suffer again
friend
I am honest and sincere, I tell you
I have carved my own destiny
promising a hand to a friend
but I never humiliate the rich.