El Güero

I am not lucid, much less conceited
But I do demand respect
To the envious ones, see how I detest them
Because they only talk for the sake of talking

Stacks of bills producing daily
Since my goal has been to double
I hate lies, but I adore my family
And for them, I will fight

And, the cross of Elota, I carry on my chest
Little ranch that I will not forget
It was where I lived my childhood, but now I have profits
And thanks to that we are well dressed
Fine little shoe, what they see me contribute
Right now we are batting, progressing little by little
And no one will knock me down

I am not a trafficker, but I celebrate big
And with friends, I pull a good drink
I am a thousand and twenty years old and whoever needs my hand
Will have my full support

Not rich nor poor, but I have what I want
And I always treat myself to my tastes
I am very grateful to the old man for his advice
And for everything he instilled in me

And while we have to enjoy life
Because any day it can slip away
Many things have happened to me
But they have never broken me
All thanks to the man above
Who takes care of me and protects me all the time from evil
Through the valley cruising in my car
I'm buzzing around, the blond guy is being mentioned