Michoacano
Virlán García
Michoacano
The fifth of seven that my mother gave birth to
As a kid, I swore I’d be something big
They didn’t name me just for kicks
And there are things I’ll never forget
Like worn-out shoes and what it’s like to be hungry
From a young age, I had to hustle hard
On vacation, I’d head to the fields
Making the most of the time when school was out
To endure the sun and earn some cash
That’s how my childhood was, working the land
But at fourteen, it hit me
To take charge and steer the ship
In 2007, I started my journey
A resume built over many years
The town took me in, made me a friend
And that’s how I quickly earned their love
That’s why I’m always working
I work for the town to get better
One day, my time would come
I became president back in '21
And in Yurécuaro, my name rang out
Because I graduated with honors
I’m talking about the capital, Morelia
Where I started all this experience
I know it hasn’t all been good times
My mother fought to give us an education
She worked for 18 years without a break
Now that I’m grown, I feel fulfilled
Consistency and perseverance, that’s a fact
That’s what shapes a man of respect
Don’t get it twisted, I’m not up to no good
I’m the one who tackles all the issues
For my people and for my town
Making all kinds of arrangements
I’m cheerful, and that’s how I’ll be remembered
Proudly, I’m Michoacano