En El Rebusque Diario
Lady, La Vendedora de Rosas
In The Daily Hustle
A red rose, for love
A black rose, for pain
I get up humbly
Very early in the morning
I thank God
Because I face him
I hide my problems
The money is already made
I hit the streets, and I take full advantage
In the daily hustle, looking for the adjustment
The rose, the sweets, whatever you like
It's the need, brother, what does it matter
We have to enjoy life and work with dignity
Above all, in the neighborhood they teach us respect
And how to survive in the concrete
My challenge, let nightfall come
To have enough for a room and food
A red rose, for love
(Putting feelings into my daily work)
A black rose, for pain
(In the daily hustle leaving my sweat)
I hustle myself
On the corner, the alley
Divine protection, little virgin blessing
I hustle myself
On the corner, the alley
Divine protection, little virgin blessing
Early in the morning, blessed
During the week, ladies
The virgin accompanies me and God
Will make me sell these roses
Early in the morning, blessed
During the week, ladies
I get up very early
So that the hours are productive
A red rose, for love
(Putting feelings into my daily work)
A black rose, for pain
(In the daily hustle leaving my sweat)
A red rose, for love
(Putting feelings into my daily work)
A black rose, for pain
(In the daily hustle leaving my sweat)
