El Primo
Armadillos de La Sierra
The Cousin
The pure luxury car strolls very calmly
taking care of his business, they look at him everywhere
although now he has money, he doesn't forget
his land, sometimes in Telolopan, in Iguala and
Cuernavaca and in the United States in Chicago
he moves bales but they are not of hay because there
are no cows there, as a child he had nothing because he was born in
poverty but now that he has everything, he doesn't show off his wealth
and he has been and will always be the head of the business
and a shout out to my buddy Chucho from
the block and up Teloloapan, always moving forward cousin
to have what he has, his work has cost him, he comes and goes
from the United States even though he is undocumented, they often
see him in Houston, in California and Chicago, he likes
excitement, he has gotten used to danger, in pure private parties
he likes to listen to corridos with music he likes
not forgetting the armadillos, the cousin sends greetings to his
beloved little town, he will return soon, he has promised it
Little Santiago is already waiting for him because he knows he is reliable
