Pobre Juan
Maná
Poor Juan
Juan set off heading north
He was in search of a dignified life
Crossing Mexico through valleys and mountains
Juan was full of faith
The story goes that Juan was going to marry
Maria, who was pregnant
But he didn't have a penny
Not a single thing to give her
But this Juan was very determined
And he reached the border with all his might
He connected with the top coyote
And told him his story
Look, I want to cross now
To San Diego or Chicago
Tell me what to do
What price do I pay?
Juan never returned
He stayed on the line
Poor Juan
Either the border patrol killed him
Or the desert buried him
Poor Juan, oh, oh, oh, oh
Juan showed the coyote
A photo of Maria
With whom he would marry
He promised he would return
To build a home together
But the coyote betrayed Juan
Leaving him forgotten
Three bullets ended Juan's life
Poor Juan
He didn't come back
No, oh
Juan never returned
He stayed on the line
Poor Juan
Either the border patrol killed him
Or the desert buried him
Poor Juan
And Maria went to look for him
And she never found him
He disappeared
Oh