Текст и перевод песни LEGADO 7 - Inmigrante

Inmigrante

Inmigrante en este gran pais
Como va a venir a decirme
Que yo no le he batallado
Muchas cosas duras me han quebrado
Dos años sin ver a mi abuelita
Vieran como la he extrañado

A los once años brinque pa'ca
La emocion me logro cegar
De todo lo que habia dejado
Era solo un niño ilusionado
Que se dejo llevar por el brio
De este sueño americano

Me di cuenta de la jaula de oro
Cuando a un tio le dieron plomo
Y no pude ir ni a enterrarlo
Ay Mi Michoacan como te extraño
Quisiera volver ahi con los mios
Que el tiempo no haya pasado

Aca la cosa no es nada facil
Pa' empezar hay un desmadre
De politicos imparables
Por mi color de piel soy indeseable
Y por mas que le chingo maciso
A veces hasta en los jales

Esta va para toda mi gente chambiadora
Que le chinga dia a dia maciso
Pa salirle hacia adelante
Y asi suena puro Legado 7

Mi madrecita a veces triste esta
Yo se lo noto en su mirada
Que se esconde sin quebrarse
Los años no pueden remediarse
Tengo la esperanza de que un dia
Vuelva a abrazar a su madre

Me mira y me dice me va bien
Mira que bonito se ve
El carrito que trae paseando
El dia que usted quiera se lo cambio
Por una noche buena en familia
Los de aqui y del otro lado

Inmigrante en este gran pais
La cosa no es facil aqui
Hay muchos que nunca llegaron
Familias el desierto ha marcado
Todo por la horrible pesadilla
Que es el sueño americano

Immigrant

Immigrant in this great country
How dare you tell me
That I haven't struggled
Many hard things have broken me
Two years without seeing my grandmother
You should see how much I have missed her

At eleven years old, I jumped over here
Emotion made me blind
Of all that I had left behind
I was just an excited child
Who got carried away by the excitement
Of this American dream

I realized the golden cage
When an uncle was shot
And I couldn't even go to bury him
Oh, my Michoacan, how I miss you
I wish I could go back to my people
May time have not passed

Here, things are not easy at all
To begin with, it's a mess
Of unstoppable politicians
Because of my skin color, I am undesirable
And no matter how hard I work
Sometimes even at work

This goes out to all my hard-working people
Who work hard every day
To get ahead
And so it sounds like pure Legacy 7

My little mother is sometimes sad
I can see it in her eyes
That she hides without breaking down
Years cannot be undone
I hope that one day
She will hug her mother again

She looks at me and says I'm fine
Look how beautiful it looks
The little car she drives around
Whenever you want, I'll trade it in
For a nice family Christmas
Those here and on the other side

Immigrant in this great country
Things are not easy here
There are many who never arrived
Families the desert has marked
All because of the horrible nightmare
That is the American dream