Corrido De Juanito

Almost 14 years
Without going to my land
Where I was born

Everything has changed now
I pray to my God
Don't forget me

My mother died
And my father says
That is already very old
And he doesn't want to come
And I can't go
And I can't go

Work and work
I have many days
I don't look at the sun

My children are grown up
And I don't understand them
They don't speak Spanish

They have not felt fear
He who has not seen
A pickup truck
Of migration
Or a deportation
Or a deportation

Of boots and hat
They look at me often
By the freeway

Gardener or cook
I'll still take the risk
They'll say anyways

And even if they look down on me
I lift my face
Getting into a boat

I'm still a friend anyway
And also Mexican
Mexican to the Top

Life is not easy
And less here
What they say is not true

Just remembering
The thousands of crosses
What I saw in the desert

The nights are sad
Thinking and thinking
In those who stayed
Time is passing me by
And seeing my old man
And seeing my old man

More than grateful
I am with my god
For what it has given me

I send you greetings
To all my cousins
My uncles and brothers

With sad eyes
And I walk tired
Juanito promises
Who is going to visit them
And be able to hug them
And be able to hug them

Of boots and hat
They look at me often
By the freeway

Gardener or cook
I'll still take the risk
They'll say anyways

And even if they look down on me
I lift my face
Getting into a boat

I'm still a friend anyway
And also Mexican
Mexican to the Top