La Bolsita
Virlán García
The Little Bag
A band was heard in the wind
And a bag of washed clothes
Always accompanies me wherever I go
Pulling on my horn, I feel
An experiment of joy
I am like this, I will never change
Surrounded by friends, my family, and my people
Living in my own way, like the cheerful boy
I made them dizzy at the party and work entertains me
The road and the new cars of the coming year
From San Luis, Río Colorado
To the tip, I am busy
Round trip to Culiacán
Over there in La Finiquera
I have clients waiting for me
I will go to negotiate with her
I walk straight ahead, looking forward
I stand up for my own
I stand up for my people
My woman has been my lucky charm
My creatures are what keep me strong
As a kid, I had nothing
I was screwed over
For a long time, I was the one who struggled
I didn't go to school
And I was always on the street
Because I always looked for money
Today, my sacrifices put food on the table
Losing friends is what weighs heaviest on me
And even though I am very close to the fire, it doesn't burn me
I am very dangerous when someone doesn't respect me
A band is heard in the wind
And a bag of washed clothes
Always accompanies me wherever I go
