Sale Sobrando - Lila Downs, Gabriel Hernandez, Ken Basman

Los hombres barbados vinieron por barco

Y todos dijeron mi Dios ha llegado

Ahora pa’l norte se van los mojados

Pero no les dicen, welcome hermanos

Si el dolar nos llama la raza se lanza

Si el gringo lo pide al paisa le cuadra

Los narcos, la migra y el border patrol

Te agarran, y luego te dan su bendición

En Chiapas, mujeres y niños rezando

Machetes y balas, con sangre bañaron

La patria su sangre al progreso ha clamado

Pero esa es tu raza que sacrificaron

El indio, el negro, el mestizo, el güerito

Todos manifiestan al México lindo

Pero, dónde fue la justicia y la pena?

Si sangre que corre en el limbo se queda

La sangre que corre por los sacrificios

Mestizo has de ser, por tus vicios

No vayas muy lejos y mírate al espejo

Porque cuando mires no te va a gustar

Tu cara es morena y quieres ser güera

Y bien que te comes tu taco y memela

Ay yay ay yay, canta y no llores porque cantando

Se alegra México lindo, los corazones

Mexicanos al grito de guerra cantamos

Pero a la montaña ni locos nos vamos

Turistas y extraños, se acercan en vano

Pa' que se preocupan?

derechos humanos

Si aquí la justicia sale sobrando

The bearded men came by ship

And they all said my God has arrived

Now to the north the wet ones go

But they don't tell them, welcome brothers

If the dollar calls us, the race is launched

If the gringo asks the paisa for it

The narcos, la migra and the border patrol

They grab you, and then they give you their blessing

In Chiapas, women and children praying

Machetes and bullets, with blood bathed

The homeland its blood to progress has cried out

But that's your race they sacrificed

The Indian, the black, the mestizo, the güerito

Everyone manifests beautiful Mexico

But where did the justice and punishment go?

If blood that runs in limbo stays

The blood that runs through the sacrifices

Mestizo you must be, for your vices

Don't go too far and look in the mirror

Cause when you look you won't like it

Your face is brown and you want to be blonde

And well, you eat your taco and memela

Ay yay ay yay, sing and don't cry because singing

Beautiful Mexico is happy, the hearts

Mexicans to the cry of war we sing

But we're not going to the mountain

Tourists and strangers, they approach in vain

Why do they worry?

human rights

If here justice comes out too much