De Sol a Sol

My father was a cowboy, from Jacona Michoacán,
My father was a farmer, my mother, the same,
Working the land from sun to sun,
Says my older brother Lupe, he was a hardworking man
Full of inspiration,
Parácuaro, Parácuaro, little town witness of so much pain
You who saw Virginia, Lupe,
Pablo, Miguel, and Gabriel being born
You who saw my mother die,
Waiting for my father who never knew about him
I still don't know where my dad's grave is
Some say in Mexico, others in Michoacán,
Some say he hasn't died, others that he's no longer alive
Parácuaro, Parácuaro, little town witness of so much pain
You who saw Virginia, Lupe,
Pablo, Miguel, and Gabriel being born
You who saw my mother die,
Waiting for my father who never knew about him
Working the land from sun to sun
Working the land from sun to sun
Working the land from sun to sun
Working the land from sun to sun
From sun to sun, from sun to sun, from sun to sun, from sun to sun
Working the land from sun to sun
Working the land from sun to sun
Working the land from sun to sun
Working the land from sun to sun
From sun to sun, from sun to sun, from sun to sun, from sun to sun