Below is the lyrics of the song El Bracero Fracasado , artist - Lila Downs with translation
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Lila Downs
Cuando yo salí del rancho
No llevaba ni calzones
Pero si llegue a tijuana
De puritos aventones
Como no traía dinero
Me paraba en las esquinas
Para ver a quien gorreaba
Los pecuesos de gallina
Yo quería cruzar la línea
De la unión americana
Yo quería ganar dinero
Porque esa era mi tirada
Como no traía papeles
Mucho menos pasaportes
Me avente cruzando cerros
Yo solito y sin coyotes
Después verán como me fue:
Llegue a santa ana con las patas bien peladas
Los huaraches que llevaba se acabaron de volada
El sombrero y la camisa los perdí
En la correteada que me dieron
Unos «gueros» que ya mero me agarraban
Ya llegue a la carretera
Muerto de hambre y desvelado
Me subi en un tren carguero
Que venía de colorado
Y con rumbo a san francisco
De un vagón me fui colado
Pero con tan mala suerte
Que en salinas me agarraron
Después verán como me fue:
Llegó la migra de la mano me agarraron
Me decían no se que cosas que en inglés
Me regañaron me digeron los gabachos
«te rregresas pa' tu rancho»
Pero yo sentí buen gacho regresar pa' mi terruño
De bracero fracasado sin dinero y sin hilacho
De bracero fracasado sin dinero y aún hilacho…
When I left the ranch
He wasn't even wearing panties
But if I get to Tijuana
Of hitchhiking
Since I didn't bring money
I stood on corners
To see who was gorreando
The chicken breasts
I wanted to cross the line
of the american union
I wanted to earn money
Because that was my throw
Since he didn't bring papers
Much less passports
I threw myself across hills
I alone and without coyotes
Then you will see how it went:
I arrived in Santa Ana with my legs well peeled
The huaraches that I was wearing were blown away
I lost the hat and the shirt
In the chase that they gave me
Some "gueros" who already grabbed me
I already hit the road
Starving and sleepless
I got on a freight train
who came from colorado
And heading to San Francisco
I was sneaked out of a wagon
But with such bad luck
that in salinas they caught me
Then you will see how it went:
The migra arrived by the hand they grabbed me
They told me I don't know what things in English
They scolded me, the frogs digested me
«you return to your ranch»
But I felt good to go back to my homeland
Of a failed bracero without money and without thread
Of a failed bracero with no money and still frayed…
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