Lejos de Mi Tierra
Vicente Fernández
Far from My Land
Maybe in my land
Things don't turn out
The way I'd like
That's why my brother
From North America
I crossed the border
I left my homeland
Leaving everything behind
Because it was necessary
But you must have noticed
I haven't stolen
From your paradise
On the contrary, I came
For the greatness
Of that brotherly nation
In your tough fight
Against terrorism
We go hand in hand
It hurts me
And my soul cries
When they hurt you
You, on the other hand, humiliate me
And discriminate against me
Like a stranger
I offend you in nothing
When I offer you
My honest work
The little I have
Before God, I swear
That I've earned it
I already suffer enough
Living so alone
Far from my people
It doesn't seem fair to me
That you even persecute me
Like a criminal
And it doesn't seem fair to me
And it doesn't seem fair to me
And it doesn't seem fair
I offend you in nothing
When I offer you
My honest work
The little I have
Before God, I swear
That I've earned it
I already suffer enough
Living so alone
Far from my people
It doesn't seem fair to me
That you even persecute me
Like a criminal
It doesn't seem fair
That you even persecute me
Like a criminal