Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El De La Sierra, artist - Roberto Tapia. Album song Diferente, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 12.11.2015
Record label: Fonovisa, Universal Music
Song language: Spanish
El De La Sierra(original) |
Yo soy nacido en la sierra |
Acostumbrado al peligro |
El entre al negocio de jefes |
Desde que estaba plebillo |
Poco a poco me fui jugando la vida |
Y ahora se hace lo que digo. |
Siempre topando a los guachos |
Con el filo de la sierra |
Varios plantíos me tumbaron |
Pero le supe dar guerra |
Estoy muy agradecido con la vida |
Pues ayudo a mi familia. |
Maíz y frijol yo sembraba |
Pero era poca la feria |
Nomás cambie de semilla |
Y ahora es pura hierba buena |
Ya son varias toneladas de billetes |
Que he repartido en la sierra. |
Yo no sé porque se espantan |
Si ya está legalizada |
Mis clientes más distinguidos |
De California y Nevada |
Son los gringos los que a mi me han hecho fuerte |
Pues les encanta lo verde |
Y no es mentira plebes, ahí va pa toda la gente |
De la sierra y que siga la Mata dando pariente. |
La riqueza no se mide tan solo por los billetes |
Yo sé que son importantes pero grábalo en tu mente |
Que la riqueza más grande y más bonita |
Es la gente que te quiere. |
Como olvidar el pasado si es lo que a mí me hizo fuerte |
Es cierto fuimos muy pobres pero muy felices siempre |
Bien recuerdo los frijoles de mi madre |
Mi gritaba hijo ya vente. |
Varios Santos me protegen, San Judas |
También Malverde y la que nunca me falla |
La Virgen conmigo siempre, pero él que a mí me bendice |
Los caminos mi Dios padre que me quiere. |
Yo voy a seguir chambeando aunque al gobierno le duela |
Si yo le entré a este negocio es pa ayudar a mi tierra |
Ahí les mando un abrazo rompe costillas |
Los saluda el de la sierra. |
(translation) |
I am born in the mountains |
accustomed to danger |
He got into the boss business |
Since he was plebil |
Little by little I was gambling my life |
And now what I say is done. |
Always bumping into the guachos |
With the edge of the saw |
Several plantations knocked me down |
But I knew how to give him war |
I am very grateful to life |
Well, I help my family. |
Corn and beans I planted |
But the fair was few |
Just change the seed |
And now it's pure good grass |
There are already several tons of banknotes |
That I have distributed in the mountains. |
I don't know why they are scared |
If it is already legalized |
My most distinguished clients |
From California and Nevada |
It's the gringos who have made me strong |
Well, they love green |
And it's not a lie plebes, there it goes for all the people |
From the mountains and follow the Mata giving relative. |
Wealth is not measured by bills alone |
I know they are important but record it in your mind |
Than the greatest and prettiest wealth |
It is the people who love you. |
How to forget the past if it is what made me strong |
It is true we were very poor but always very happy |
Well I remember my mother's beans |
My son yelled come on. |
Several Saints protect me, Saint Jude |
Also Malverde and the one who never fails me |
The Virgin with me always, but he who blesses me |
The roads my God father who loves me. |
I am going to continue working even if it hurts the government |
If I entered this business it is to help my land |
There I send you a hug that breaks ribs |
The one from the mountains greets them. |