C.D.A
Panteón Rococó
C.D.A
Looking for a way to overcome oneself,
Every dawn, he leaves his home.
Juan doesn't ask for much, just a room and food.
One of his dreams is to give everything to his wife.
Fingerless gloves and his Rams cap,
White t-shirt and his Levi's pants.
His Converse sneakers with a belt to carry,
The devil is his car,
Central de Abastos is his second home.
Around six, coffee for breakfast.
A 'guajolota' and a good churro to smoke.
Twenty large boxes from h to k,
He races with 'El Gorri' and 'El Piolín'.
Around twelve, things start to run out.
He looks for work and has to negotiate.
At three o'clock, he plays as a side.
He doesn't know the position well, but he wants to win.
(In the afternoon, he returns to his neighborhood,
Takes a bus towards Pantitlán.
He had a good day and starts to dream
That in a few years he will buy the warehouse)
Then some thugs,
Start to shout:
'This is a hold-up,
You have to chip in!'
All his pennies go to another hand,
Juan thinks 'oh well,
And tomorrow will be another day'
It's not easy to climb but I'm going to do it,
It's not easy to climb but I'm going to do it.
It's not easy to climb but I'm going to do it, yes,
Climbing until reaching the sun!