Cruz Marcada
Chacalón Y La Nueva Crema
Marked Cross
I'm poor, I know it well,
I'm poor, I know it well,
I was born with so much poverty, I was born with so much pain
In the world there is envy, nor any peace
I have nothing to give you, they mocked my love
With tears I ask the sky to light up my path
With tears I ask the sky to light up my path
Someday... I will succeed but first I will carry this cross...
Someday... I will succeed but first I will carry this cross...
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