Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Manos Verdes, artist - Los Tucanes De Tijuana. Album song 14 Tucanazos Bien Pesados, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 20.11.1995
Record label: Master Q
Song language: Spanish
El Manos Verdes(original) |
Por la ciudad ando en tropa |
Por el monte ando a caballo |
Me apodan el manos verdes |
Porque vendo hierba a diario |
Y si alguien me pide polvo |
Se lo consigo de rayo |
Yo soy nacido en la sierra |
Y criado en los sembradios |
Conozco bien el negocio |
Desde que estaba chiquillo |
No mas con mirar la siembra |
Se lo que va a dar en kilos |
La madre naturaleza |
A cuantos nos ha hecho ricos |
Año con año la sierra |
Se viste verde perico |
Y hablando de cosas buenas |
Donde quedo el papelito |
Mis manos visten de verde |
Por el negocio que tengo |
Los gringos me piden hierba |
Y yo con gusto les vendo |
Si es cierto que el verde es vida |
Voy a hacer al mundo eterno |
Me andan siguiendo los pasos |
Pero no han dado conmigo |
Ojala y que no me encuentren |
Es por su bien se los digo |
Aqui les traigo un regalo |
Llamado cuerno de chivo |
Quiero darles un consejo |
A todita la plebada |
Este negocio no es bueno |
Es una bomba activada |
Pero si le entran me avisan |
Ahi tengo hierba clavada |
(translation) |
Through the city I walk in troops |
I ride through the mountains |
I'm nicknamed the green hands |
Because I sell weed daily |
And if someone asks me for dust |
I can get it by lightning |
I am born in the mountains |
And raised in the fields |
I know the business well |
Since I was little |
No more looking at the sowing |
I know what it is going to give in kilos |
mother nature |
How many has made us rich |
Year after year the mountains |
parakeet is dressed green |
And speaking of good things |
where was the piece of paper |
My hands wear green |
For the business that I have |
The gringos ask me for weed |
And I gladly sell them |
If it is true that green is life |
I will make the world eternal |
They're following my footsteps |
But they haven't found me |
I hope they don't find me |
It's for your own good I tell you |
Here I bring you a gift |
called goat horn |
I want to give you some advice |
To all the crowd |
This business is not good |
It's a bomb activated |
But if they enter, they let me know |
I have grass nailed there |