Los Relatos Del Arriero

I'm a tough countryman
And I'm a muleteer by profession
I don't give a damn, I'm not interested
I don't motivate any idiot

I cross roads herding mules
Drinking and eating fruits
From disillusioned women
I don't fall in love, not even for a whore

I wear espadrilles and a good machete
And I've never been spoiled
I don't cling to what I have
Nor to this damn world

I'm a tough muleteer
And I only believe in cowardice
I haven't been a scapegoat for any bitch
Much less to be a bastard (repeat)

Hurry up, you damn mule
Because nightfall is coming soon
At the inn, the aguardiente and a woman are waiting for me

On a saddle blanket, I crush my ass
Drinking and playing the guitar
I only remember a damn woman
Who almost caught me

Now if I take the road up
Don't you stay behind, you damn mule
Don't you dare drop the load, not even for a whore
Because I'll kill you, you damn mule

I'm a tough muleteer
And I only believe in cowardice
I haven't been a scapegoat for any bitch
Much less to be a bastard (repeat)

Hurry up, you damn mule
Because nightfall is coming soon
At the inn, the aguardiente and a woman are waiting for me

On a saddle blanket, I crush my ass
Drinking and playing the guitar
I only remember a damn woman
Who almost caught me

Now if I take the road up
Don't you stay behind, you damn mule
Don't you dare drop the load, not even for a whore
Because I'll kill you, you damn mule

I'm a tough muleteer
And I only believe in cowardice
I haven't been a scapegoat for any bitch
Much less to be a bastard (repeat)