Sr. Tigre

Mr. Tiger
Let me pass through your sidewalk
I promise you my stripes are uncertain
Regional makeup leaving a mark
In the darkness of the tropical jungle
In the jungle

Your fur colors the grass
Among vines resting on the ground
His reign is respected in the grove
In the darkness of the tropical jungle

Mr. Tiger
What pain afflicts your feline existence
There is no human who doesn't tremble like a child
When stepping into your moistened kingdom
Through the darkness of the tropical jungle