Paroles et traduction Los Dos Carnales - El Inmigrante

El Inmigrante

A mi padre le aprendí las cosas buenas
Traigo su escuela
Comprendí que el respeto es importante
E interesante
Aunque él fue un hombre ranchero
Fue ranchero y con modales

Comprobé que trabajándole a los güeros
Había dinero
Yo a caballo me paseaba por los montes
Ah, qué recuerdos
Mi nación trae su razón pa′ regresarme
Y los entiendo

El sudor moja mi ropa de trabajo
El dinero que yo gano, no es robado
Aunque el Sol ya me secó, me siguen llamando mojado
Lo que es difícil para un gringo, yo lo hago
Si tan solo fueran como allá en mi rancho
La comida es para todos, sin fijarme les comparto

De mi viejo tengo muy gratos recuerdos
Sus enseñanzas
Fui albañil, cocinero y arbolero
Yo soy estándar
La vida me puso pruebas
Pero supe superarlas

Pa' mirarme al estilo de esta gente
Visto decente
Discreción es algo que me favorece
No me regresen
Ordinario para trabajar tranquilo
Y no me encuentren

El sudor moja mi ropa de trabajo
El dinero que yo gano, no es robado
Aunque el sol ya me secó, me siguen llamando mojado
Lo que es difícil para un gringo, yo lo hago
Si tan solo fueran como allá en mi rancho
La comida es para todos, sin fijarme les comparto

A mi padre le aprendí las cosas buenas

The Immigrant

From my father I learned the good things
I carry his school
I understood that respect is important
And interesting
Although he was a rancher
He was a rancher with manners

I proved that by working for the white people
There was money
I rode my horse through the mountains
Oh, such memories
My nation has its reason to send me back
And I understand them

Sweat soaks my work clothes
The money I earn is not stolen
Although the sun has dried me up, they still call me wetback
What is difficult for a gringo, I can do
If only they were like back on my ranch
The food is for everyone, I share it with them without thinking

I have very fond memories of my father
His teachings
I was a bricklayer, a cook, and a lumberjack
I'm standard
Life gave me tests
But I was able to overcome them

To look like these people
I dress decently
Discretion is something that favors me
Do not send me back
I'm just trying to work peacefully
And don't find me

Sweat soaks my work clothes
The money I earn is not stolen
Although the sun has dried me up, they still call me a wetback
What is difficult for a gringo, I can do
If only they were like back on my ranch
The food is for everyone, I share it with them without thinking

From my father I learned the good things