La Patria Madrina (feat. Juanes)

Today I woke up with my eye stuck
I've already seen hell, I've already seen the news
Graves, dead, harm to Mother Nature
Ambition, power
And I got depressed

Everyone wants a piece of the oil business
And to burn the earth urgently
To make more cars
To spend more money
As if you could buy happiness

And everything dawned better, better
And everything dawned better, better
And everything dawned better, better
And everything dawned better, better

You are the homeland of all my illusions
I'll break the heart of anyone who disrespects
However they paint it, I'll jump to this tune
And to the tune they play
I'll dance that song

My machete is sharp
Let it be known
The devil knows well who it appears to
We've already drunk water from this same jug
Don't burst on me
It's the last pull

What are the ideals of Latin Americans?
My little brothers
The dream of Simón Bolivar
José Martí
Vicente Guerrero

Today I woke up and my eyes cleared
Today I planted a cornfield in an old tire from my neighborhood
Even if everything falls apart around
I see you in the center like a cannon

This medicine is taken by the spoonful
Of poisonous words that are not normally spoken
And rinsed with Chile, with beer, mezcal, and tequila
When I move my body with the flower of your poetry

And everything dawned better, better
And everything dawned better, better
And everything dawned better, better
And everything dawned better, better

You are the homeland of all my illusions
I'll break the heart of anyone who disrespects
However they paint it, I'll jump to this tune
And to the tune they play
I'll dance that song

My machete is sharp
Let it be known
The devil knows well who it appears to
We've already drunk water from this same jug
Don't burst on me
It's the last pull

They took them alive
And we want them alive

Latin American of honor
I can't betray my ideal

My homeland comes first
Vicente Guerrero!