Un Ranchero En La Ciudad
Leandro Ríos
A Rancher In The City
I have left
From my town
Looking for
Prosperity
With the blessing
From the sky
I have arrived
To the city
With a hat
And cowboy
Pants
I feel
Like a foreigner
And I
Can't
Adapt
The first thing
I have noticed
Is that here
There is
No
Capacity
To admire
A sunny
day
Of the birds
To hear
Everyone
Lives
Very fast
Chasing
The pennies
That is
The big
Priority
And even though
There is no
Lack of work
I simply
don't fit
Here
I can't
Get used
to this
Life
But
I have
to accept
Reality
There is
A rancher
In the city
Who is dying
to be
With his herd
By the river
Wake up
to a good
Bath
A gorditas
From the griddle
There is
A rancher
In the city
Who has traded
His horse
For a car
And who
Longs
For a good
Coffee
In a clay
cup
Wrapped
In his blanket
And it's
Very hard
to assimilate
That I am
Far
From my home
But I have
Faith
That I will
Return
Meanwhile
There is
A rancher
In the city
And even though
There is no
Lack of work
I simply
don't fit
Here
I can't
Get used
to this
Life
But
I have
to accept
Reality
There is
A rancher
In the city
Who is dying
to be
With his herd
By the river
Wake up
to a good
Bath
A gorditas
From the griddle
There is
A rancher
In the city
Who has traded
His horse
For a car
And who
Longs
For a good
Coffee
In a clay
cup
Wrapped
In his blanket
And it's
Very hard
to assimilate
That I am
Far
From my home
But I have
Faith
That I will
Return
Meanwhile
There is
A rancher
In the city
