A Quien Engañas Abuelo

Who are you fooling, grandpa, I know you are crying
Since grandpa and grandma, are resting above
You never told me how, you haven't told me when
But on the hill there are two crosses reminding you of it

The old man lowers his head and caresses the boy
He says you're right, son, everything has changed
The workers have gone far, the furrow is abandoned
I'm running out of strength, the plow weighs so much
And you're just a child to take care of the ranch

Chucho the muleteer tells me, the one who lives in the canyons
That some are killed for being conservatives, others for being liberals
But what does it matter, grandpa, then what is worth
My grandparents were so good, they did no harm to anyone
I only understand one thing, that before God we are all equal

In elections appear some called leaders
Who go around promising schools and bridges where there are no rivers
And the soul of the peasant is reached by the party color
Then he learns to hate even his good neighbor
All because of those damn professional politicians

Now I understand you, grandpa, for God's sake stop crying