El Anticuado

Excuse me, my buddies
If you see me distant
Could it be that in the new times
I still haven't gotten used?
No matter how hard I try, I don't fit in
They say I'm old-fashioned
They say I'm old-fashioned

Born and raised in the countryside
A flower testified
That I'm a real man
If you want to see the devil
Look for him and you'll find
Don Antonio's son
Don Antonio's son

Now everyone wants things easy
There's hardly any sincere people
No one cares how you feel
As long as you look good on the outside
But the good things don't expire
Because not everyone does it
Because not everyone does it

It's not my intention to cling
To past realities
All eras have
Good and bad moves
But the one we're living in
Is full of nonsense
Is full of nonsense

I prefer to walk in the countryside
Singing to the blue sky
A horse dances happily
And mezcal keeps me awake
Mexican, luckily
Land that gives me solace
Land that gives me solace

Now they think everything is easy
And there's hardly any sincere people
It doesn't matter how you feel
As long as you look good on the outside
But the good things don't expire
Because not everyone does it
Because not everyone does it