Pura Sangre
Jarabe de Palo
Pure Blood
Some are born pure blood
Good thing, bad thing
It's not a matter of race
It's more about character
You can hit a wall
And crack your head open
Repeat non-stop
Until you see it fall
Some live pure blood
Walking their path
Without looking back
And facing bad times with a smile
Some, for being pure blood
Don't know tenderness
Nor crying
But even less lying
If I've hurt you, forgive me
If I don't understand you when I speak, forgive me
If I want to be alone, forgive me
Pure blood, yes, but by law
Pure blood is loneliness
Pure blood is sadness
And silence, and fear
But also fire
