Sometimes I start to think
mostly walking around
whether it will have been worth it
to lead the life I lead
I live between luxury and riches
but they are not the ones I love
My grandson is already gone
his father is still captive
my brother, a great companion
is also in prison
and the rest of my children
I very rarely look at them
I turned sixty something
but I still feel strong
sometimes I feel like I'm breaking down
when I remember Vicente
but if the child doesn't cry
how is the boss going to cry
Bernardo, Alonso and Ramón
thank you for sticking with me
there have been good times and bad times
and we still continue united
compa Peña does not sit down
he knows that I will never forget it
Money gives power
but it does not buy a life
if I had not already bought it
that of the one who left one day
to give a gift to my son
it would be his eternal joy
The tree is still standing
its branches give it life
the old man won't break
it's still needed
don't worry buddy
this man won't retire.

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