Herdeiro da Pampa Pobre

But what pampa is this that I receive now
With the mission to cultivate roots
If from this pampa that tells me the story
They didn't even leave me nuances?

Hands pass through my generation
Inheritances made of broken fortunes
Desert fields that do not yield bread
Where greed roams freely

If necessary, I'll become a leader again
For this pampa that was left behind
Because I don't want to leave for my son
The poor pampa I inherited from my father

I inherited a field where the boss is king
Having power over bread and water
Where the forgotten worker lives without laws
Barefoot, herding sorrows

What I inherit today from my chirua lineage
Is a challenge that defies my age
For they left me with an empty wallet
To pay a bunch of bills

If necessary, I'll become a leader again
For this pampa that was left behind
Because I don't want to leave for my son
The poor pampa I inherited from my father