Leña Del Arbol Caído
Los Tigres del Norte
Wood From the Fallen Tree
Wood from the fallen tree
They make them lie to me
Those who, when I had
Enjoyed my good times
Now none of them look for me
Because I have no money
Sometimes the duck swims
Sometimes it doesn't even drink water
I once had fortune
Being poor doesn't hurt me
Those who follow me without gold
Truly love me
It's nice to be loved
And not feel despised
Not because you have fortune
They see the dollar sign on you
And when you no longer have it
They abandon you for that
The tree has already fallen
The source where I enjoyed
Surely I will recover it
After the bad streak
And I won't pay attention
To interested people
Wood from the fallen tree
They make those who allow it
Don't let sorrow
Or sadness dominate you
You always have to move forward
If they surpass you, they leave
