Voz De Mando muchacho de campo

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Forgive me, I don't know how to say words with figure like you speak
I didn't go to university
well look at me I'm a country boy
I only know that I love you so much
that It's the pure truth
I don't have the money to buy a new suit
I dress like a rancher
because I'm not a catrin
I eat with beans, salsa and eggs
and The flowers that I bring you
I cut them from my garden
but the stars are mine
all those beautiful things
that my God gave me
like the air the blue of the immense sky
of flowers and incense
and the life it gave me
if you want I will share my riches with you
they are the great beauties
because they are natural
br/>the sea the stars the malesa
my joy and my sadness
and nothing is artificial
you already know that I am a brute rancher
I don't blame you for my ills
but what am I going to do
understand that the only thing I use
from your garden is the sweet fruit
and how happy you are going to make me
my driver is my luggage
in my ranch under the juage
you are going to need it
you are going to like it, we will enjoy the landscape
I will take you on a nice trip
and you are going to enjoy it

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