Tata-Dios

Put on my white dress
The one we got married in.
The doctor, no matter how hard he tries
Our ranch is still far away.

Don't waste money on remedies
My strength is fading away.
Put on my white dress
Daddy God is calling me.
Daddy God is calling me.
Daddy God
Daddy God
Daddy God.

Everything falls into silence
Only Juan says to her:
"You should see the beautiful corn
Growing on the hillside.
But I don't want anything anymore
I'm going to give away the harvest.
Daddy God wants it this way
And you don't mess with Daddy.

Daddy God
Daddy God
Daddy God is calling me...