Fruta Amarga

I was born lucky, said the boss,
You have honey of abundance
Instead, I suffer, mama yunay
My sweet fruit is bitter

My father was a worker
Very proud and haughty,
But for being a union member,
Today they have disappeared him.

And I continue in hunger...
To seek a better life,
Even if your eyes get tired,
Desires make me continue

I won't pick bitter fruit!
I won't pick bitter fruit!
I won't pick bitter fruit!
I won't pick bitter fruit!

Attention with the version
Watch out for the flow
Make way because here comes Karamelo Santo
And taking advantage, a greeting to my people
There in the desert where the wine has spirit
CUYO
And to the rest of the family,
I toast so that a border never divides us
And for those who sometimes forget (tell them)
You don't mess with the Saints, no
And I repeat it for anyone who stands
In front of this furious locomotive
Full of poetry and renegades
I advise them to step aside
Because here there is
SEED to improve the world
SEED for brother to dance
SEED for sister too
SEED to believe again

And from afar I hear shouting,
Voices with foreign accents,
Talking about war
And that we must pay
The foreign debt first.

But a new man will come
To heal their lies
The flame of freedom will come,
To illuminate our lives.

I won't pick bitter fruit!
I won't pick bitter fruit!
I won't pick bitter fruit!
I won't pick bitter fruit!