La Trinca (part. Lucas Dangond)

I ended up thinking I’m not a good son or a good dad
And I’m the worst of the family, or so they say
Confused, I’ve tried to confront the truth
To see if I should change the way I do things

Knowing that the grave is a spell of petty prejudice
I cling to being good because I worship God
It’s about respecting others That’s my conviction
Because that’s what I saw at home, it’s what my dad taught me

And frankly, I just can’t understand
The bias with which they change their minds
About the woman I show my love
They stir up the trouble and want to end it

If I don’t comment on anyone’s business
No one should comment on mine
Wherever I am, I’m the same
In the foundation or in Manhattan

I can't hide the pain that ingratitude causes me, but the divine creator is helping me
I put up questions to God, some things shouldn't be, like confronting a brother
But it is what it is, we have to navigate
Try to do good and that’s it
I have a love and I live for him, he’s my blessing, man, man, man, amen

Filled with pride for my hometown
It’s magical and blessed, this is where I was born
I don’t understand why, when we could do good, some choose to do evil
And there should never be a reason to mistreat a woman

And the bond of friendship is a gift I exude while sweating
Logic should humble us and make us see
So don’t offend the Christian who thinks differently from you
And you should decently not allow yourself to be attacked

Can the bee teach the fly
With its little understanding?
Handling nectar is way nicer
Than living dirty in the trash

If I don’t criticize anyone
Then just leave me alone
I live happily, God knows
In the best of my times

In each person’s passion, love is subliminal, let me feel good and in love
I rarely sit down to cry, I’m a fighter, but sometimes, brother, the love for family hurts
But it is what it is, we have to navigate
Try to do good and that’s it.