I'm going to talk about my past, I come from humble people Poor old people tried too hard, I am born in Sinaloa, By plays of destiny The course of the clock marks the hours, I have a third of queens, And to that beautiful lady My doll is the prettiest of the tercia, (Music) My mother is there at the ranch, I have learned to value That time that I played with
my brothers, Then I walked through the streets, One day I found a friend Well I remember that I answered instantly, Now I change my life, And to those who came forward A greeting to the plebe who take care of me, Only among all we can make this a better place :) LetrasVoy a hablar de mi pasado, voy a hablarles de mi vida Pobres viejos, se esforzaban demasiado Soy nacido en Sinaloa El transcurso del reloj marca las horas Tengo una tercia de reinas Mi muñeca es la más linda de la tercia Mi madre allá está en el rancho Aquel tiempo que jugué con mis hermanos Luego anduve por las calles Un día me encontré a un amigo Desde entonces tengo apoyo del señor Ahora me cambio la vida Y a los que se adelantaron Un saludo a la plebada que me cuida Temas similares |