Translation of the song lyrics El Inmigrante - Los Dos Carnales

El Inmigrante (original)

A mi padre le aprendí las cosas buenas, traigo su escuela
Comprendí que el respeto es importante e interesante
Aunque fue un hombre ranchero, fue ranchero y con modales
Comprobé que trabajándole a los güeros había dinero
Yo a caballo me paseaba por los montes, ¡ah, qué recuerdos!
Migración trae su razón pa' regresarme y los entiendo
El sudor moja mi ropa de trabajo, el dinero que yo gano no es robado
Aunque el sol ya me secó me siguen llamando mojado
Lo que es difícil para un gringo yo lo hago si tan solo fueran como allá en mi
rancho
La comida es para todos, sin fijarme les comparto
De mi viejo tengo muy gratos recuerdos sus enseñanzas
Fui albañil, cocinero, y arbolejo, yo soy estándar
La vida me puso pruebas pero supe superarlas
Pa' mirarme al estilo de esta gente visto decente
Discreción es algo que me favorece no me regreses
Ordinario para trabajar tranquilo y no me encuentres
El sudor moja mi ropa de trabajo, el dinero que yo gano no es robado
Aunque el sol ya me secó me siguen llamando mojado
Lo que es difícil para un gringo yo lo hago si tan solo fueran como allá en mi
rancho
La comida es para todos, sin fijarme les comparto
A mi padre le aprendí las cosas buenas

(translation)

I learned good things from my father, I bring his school
I understood that respect is important and interesting
Although he was a rancher man, he was a rancher and with manners
I verified that there was money working for the güeros
I used to ride through the mountains, ah, what memories!
Migration brings their reason to return to me and I understand them
The sweat wets my work clothes, the money I earn is not stolen
Although the sun has already dried me, they keep calling me wet
What is difficult for a gringo I would do if only they were like there in my
Ranch
Food is for everyone, without looking I share
I have very pleasant memories of my old man, his teachings
I was a mason, cook, and tree, I am standard
Life put tests on me but I knew how to overcome them
To look at me in the style of these people dressed decently
Discretion is something that favors me, do not return me
Ordinary to work quietly and not find me
The sweat wets my work clothes, the money I earn is not stolen
Although the sun has already dried me, they keep calling me wet
What is difficult for a gringo I would do if only they were like there in my
Ranch
Food is for everyone, without looking I share
I learned the good things from my father