Cabeza de tractor
Cuchilla Grande
Tractor Head
Turning over the earth
In the furrows of life
With my tractor head
So that the seeds
Of awareness reach you.
Stepping firm, pushing through it all
Crushing, but never forgetting
It's the blood of the leader
That drives my engine today.
Complex machinery
My head's tractorin'
Weathering the storms
I keep holding on.
The drought of brotherhood breeds
Nothing more will come
And here we are again
A crew of men
Not exactly upstanding
Turning over the flesh of the earth
In the furrows of life
Hard work is what awaits me
Barren land dripping with sweat
Man and machine
Sowing the seeds
At the wall of our own lives
I bring the seed.
Tractor head
Tractor head
Tractor head.
The drought of brotherhood breeds
Nothing more will come
And here we are again
A crew of men
Not exactly upstanding
Turning over the flesh of the earth
In the furrows of life
Hard work is what awaits me
Barren land dripping with sweat
Man and machine
Sowing the seeds
At the wall of our own lives
I bring the seed.
I bring the seed.
I bring the seed.
I bring the seed.
