Zona Rural (part. Los Dos Carnales)

We’ve struggled, but this is how we roll
So much sacrifice just to get ahead
I don’t get down because it’s way better
To earn a buck without anyone screwing me over

I’ve grown up in humble nests
Where we get up early to work the land
Those pines give us solid shade
Here, the smell of the rural zone is strong

Little tomatoes, and some beans too
Can’t forget the corn, I’m used to farming
As a kid, I’d plow the fields
It’s not easy walking through the woods

By the rivers, I take a dive
Cool off in the pool, then I kick back
With crops in the shadows
I see what’s not mine, no need to count

I keep following my path
What’s my destiny? The sandal will tell
I’ve wandered through mazes
Those who are wise, you already know

I won’t give up, even if it’s a little
I won’t drop the machete, it’s essential
I feel blessed, my friends
To have been born in the rural zone