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Se Marcaban Bien Mis Pasos

Se marcaban bien mis pasos y veia que iba avanzando
Platique con la pobreza
Y detrás la fui dejando
En la mano por la sierra los guaraches me lleve
Y mirando hacia el futuro
El bule de agua tire
La tortura de ir a casa y ver a mama llorando
Mi viejito en una cama de dolor se esta quejando
Mis hermanos que lo miran y se esconden al llorar
Si Dios asi hizo la vida asi le boy a atorar

Recordando al viejo aquel que en los cerros daba todo
Renegaba contra todo cuando nos miraba mal
Mi viejita arrodillada a sus santos le pedia
Que eso no era buena vida
Que halgo tenia que cambiar

"La balanza, la balanza
'Pa toda la gente que le batalla
'Pa toda la gente que le interesa teresa... Alas de papel vamolos"

De los ojos de mi hermano yo veia esconder el llanto
Un abrazo esta de sobra cuando nos queremos tanto
No había besos ni caricias
Pero el cariño ahi esta
Un cariño diferente
Fue el que me enseño mi apa

Hoy seguimos pa delante
Aunque no estamos completos
Mis hermanos se murieron queriendo hagarrar un peso
No me quejo de la vida
Hay caminos pa escoger
Mucha gente los usaba
Y nos los dejo crecer

Tres sombreros se veian bajar cuando el dia pardiaba
Tres pistolas se movian al paso que caminaban

My Steps Were Steady

My steps were steady and I saw that I was moving forward
I spoke with poverty
And I left it behind
In my hand, I carried my huaraches through the mountains
And looking towards the future
I threw away my water jug
The torture of going home and seeing my mother crying
My old man is complaining in pain on his bed
My brothers look at him and hide their tears
If God made life like this, then I'll learn to adapt

Remembering the old man who gave everything in the mountains
He cursed at everything when he looked at us badly
My old lady knelt and prayed to her saints
That this was not a good life
That something had to change

The scale, the scale
For all the people who are struggling
For all the people who are interested in... Paper wings, let's go

I could see the tears hidden in my brother's eyes
An embrace is unnecessary when we love each other so much
There were no kisses or caresses
But the love is there
A different kind of love
That's what my father taught me

Today we continue forward
Although we are not complete
My brothers died trying to earn a peso
I don't complain about life
There are paths to choose
Many people used them
But they didn't let them grow

Three hats could be seen coming down as the day dawned
Three pistols moved with them as they walked