Lyrics of México - Fabio Brazza

México (original)

Permitame hablar por um momento
«Sou brasileiro» entonces primero perdoname por mi acento
He convivido un poco
Com mexicanos, hermanos lejanos pero tan cerca de nosostros
De la historia, hijos gemelos
José da Silva Xavier tiene um poco de Jose Maria Morelos
Sufrimos los mismos danos de años
Y somos todos fanáticos de Roberto Gomes Bolanos
Compartimos la misma herencia cultural
De la mezcla de poblacion y la opression colonial
Las barbáries de portugueses y espanholes
La pasion por los chistes, arroz y frijoles
Por los goles que tanto nos contenta
Y por el inolvidable apoyo em la Copa Mundial de 70
Por las playas que nos calienta de hermosa belleza
Las bendiciones de su pueblo y su naturaleza
Los gringos quieren nuestra riqueza
No nos quieren en tu casa pero quierem que limpemos a tu mesa
Le quitaram de mexico tus tierras
De California hasta Texas
Y ahora ya no quiere que tu venga?
Mexico es grande hermano no hay muro que te detenga
Dale, dale, vamo, vamo caminar
No hay caminho se hace caminho al andar
Dale, Dale, vamo, vamo caminar
No hay que llegar primero hay que saber llegar
Es la aguila aventurera ubicada em la bandera
La pátria de ensueno un Pueblo sin fronteras
La tirania estrangera le trajo la guerra
Y te hizo inmigrante en su própria tierra
Sos indiginas muy antes de mexicanos
Mayas y Aztecas los verdaderos americanos
La herencia viva que lo mato los europeos
Un passado que hoy solo queda em los museos
Mucho mas que la gana de lograr los apogeos
Aunque sea campeon de las peleas y boxeos
Te hicieram gano de plata, obra de mano barata
Todavia sigue el plano de Emiliano Zapata
Libertad para todos mis Hermanos mexicanos
Que no confundamos los heroes com los villanos
De Caetano a Augustín Lara, de São Paulo a Guadalajara
Vamos, No hay muro que nos separa!
Dale, dale, vamo, vamo caminar
No hay caminho se hace caminho al andar
Dale, Dale, vamo, vamo caminar
No hay que llegar primero hay que saber llegar

(translation)

Let me talk for a moment
«Sou brasileiro» so first forgive me for my accent
I have lived a little
With Mexicans, distant brothers but so close to us
From the story, twin sons
José da Silva Xavier has a bit of Jose Maria Morelos
We suffer the same damage of years
And we are all fans of Roberto Gomes Bolanos
We share the same cultural heritage
Of the mixture of population and colonial oppression
The barbarism of the Portuguese and Spanish
The passion for jokes, rice and beans
For the goals that make us so happy
And for the unforgettable support in the 70 World Cup
For the beaches that warm us with beautiful beauty
The blessings of its people and its nature
The gringos want our wealth
They don't want us in your house but they want us to clean your table
We will take your lands from Mexico
From California to Texas
And now he no longer wants you to come?
Mexico is great brother there is no wall to stop you
Come on, come on, let's go, let's walk
There is no path, the path is made by walking
Come on, come on, let's go walk
You don't have to get there first, you have to know how to get there
It is the adventurous eagle located on the flag
The dream homeland a people without borders
The foreign tyranny brought him the war
And he made you an immigrant in his own land
You are indigenous long before Mexicans
Mayans and Aztecs the real Americans
The living heritage that the Europeans killed
A past that today only remains in museums
Much more than the desire to achieve the peaks
Although he is a champion of fights and boxing
I would make you money, cheap handiwork
He still follows the plan of Emiliano Zapata
Freedom for all my Mexican Brothers
Let us not confuse heroes with villains
From Caetano to Augustin Lara, from São Paulo to Guadalajara
Come on, there is no wall that separates us!
Come on, come on, let's go, let's walk
There is no path, the path is made by walking
Come on, come on, let's go walk
You don't have to get there first, you have to know how to get there