Al Culo Del Diablo

With water that the sky cries,
The rivers are filling up,
And the hills turn green,
They are adorned with my crops,
The government trying to stop me,
I will always tell my people.

My work is not easy,
I carry life on a thread,
And many vultures,
Want to find me asleep,
Their mouths water,
To take what's mine.

They fear me up in the mountains,
Because I never back down,
And to the people I control,
I speak to them in signs and codes,
And the bastard who betrays me,
I send to the devil's ass.

I'm risking my skin,
God knows when I'll die,
That's why in parties and with women,
I like cream and cream,
The dog dances with money,
That's why I'm in the game.

As the season arrives,
I will continue to sow,
Sometimes I'm in the furrow,
And sometimes I'm carrying a sack,
Don't think I'm naive,
I'm also working hard.

If they want to climb the hill,
And I see them up there,
To defend the money,
I'll go to the end of hell,
They know I have the balls,
To stand up to the government.