Jotera lo seras tú

They say they have said they say
They say they have been saying
And between hints and rumors
You carry the flask full
Whether listen, whether look
Whether pay attention to this
And with this nonsense
I have finished a stanza
Let them talk as long as they don't act
That's what my grandfather taught me
If you entertain yourself in this
You won't learn to fly
You will be the joker
You will be the joker
Go and tell your mother
I have no qualms
About singing to you in rancheras
Or in chotis or in Zulu
If there is no sensitivity
To grasp the essence
Of musical language
Then dedicate yourself to listening
To what you have always liked
So they don't suffer anymore
Mosquitoes bite, bite
They bite with great subtlety
Some target the understanding
And others bite the pride
Be it for h or for j
It will be the y or the z
I have fought many battles
And let go of many carts
Let them talk as long as they don't act...