When I went north
I left to be better
I was looking for work
But oh! disappointment
When I arrived in San Francisco
No one extended their hand to me
Those Americans
They lack love
Then I left for the á angeles
The sun never rises
It's beautiful, I don't deny it
But there is a lot of smog
And if that were not enough
You have another big problem
You have to take care of yourself
Always of migration
Then I went to Arizona
Where it is cruelly hot
There anyone dies
From dehydration
Then I went to Texas
Which is a little better
But you can find anywhere
A lot of discrimination
I couldn't find work at all
And without papers it's worse
If those who are residents
They don't get less me
I better come to my land
To my little town tzintzuntzan
I have understood that in everything
Michoacán is more beautiful
Now I work in the field
I work from dawn to dusk
Now I am with my family
And every time a lot better
Goodbye fighting gringos
They are good for wars
They believe that God is white
And he is darker than me

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