Translation of the song lyrics Sale Sobrando - Lila Downs, Gabriel Hernandez, Ken Basman

Sale Sobrando (original)

Los hombres barbados vinieron por barco
Y todos dijeron mi Dios ha llegado
Ahora pa’l norte se van los mojados
Pero no les dicen, welcome hermanos
Si el dolar nos llama la raza se lanza
Si el gringo lo pide al paisa le cuadra
Los narcos, la migra y el border patrol
Te agarran, y luego te dan su bendición
En Chiapas, mujeres y niños rezando
Machetes y balas, con sangre bañaron
La patria su sangre al progreso ha clamado
Pero esa es tu raza que sacrificaron
El indio, el negro, el mestizo, el güerito
Todos manifiestan al México lindo
Pero, dónde fue la justicia y la pena?
Si sangre que corre en el limbo se queda
La sangre que corre por los sacrificios
Mestizo has de ser, por tus vicios
No vayas muy lejos y mírate al espejo
Porque cuando mires no te va a gustar
Tu cara es morena y quieres ser güera
Y bien que te comes tu taco y memela
Ay yay ay yay, canta y no llores porque cantando
Se alegra México lindo, los corazones
Mexicanos al grito de guerra cantamos
Pero a la montaña ni locos nos vamos
Turistas y extraños, se acercan en vano
Pa' que se preocupan?
derechos humanos
Si aquí la justicia sale sobrando

Sale Sobrando (translation)

The bearded men came by ship
And they all said my God has arrived
Now to the north the wet ones go
But they don't tell them, welcome brothers
If the dollar calls us, the race is launched
If the gringo asks the paisa for it
The narcos, la migra and the border patrol
They grab you, and then they give you their blessing
In Chiapas, women and children praying
Machetes and bullets, with blood bathed
The homeland its blood to progress has cried out
But that's your race they sacrificed
The Indian, the black, the mestizo, the güerito
Everyone manifests beautiful Mexico
But where did the justice and punishment go?
If blood that runs in limbo stays
The blood that runs through the sacrifices
Mestizo you must be, for your vices
Don't go too far and look in the mirror
Cause when you look you won't like it
Your face is brown and you want to be blonde
And well, you eat your taco and memela
Ay yay ay yay, sing and don't cry because singing
Beautiful Mexico is happy, the hearts
Mexicans to the cry of war we sing
But we're not going to the mountain
Tourists and strangers, they approach in vain
Why do they worry?
human rights
If here justice comes out too much