Pray my pair of earrings, make them pretty
Hey dad, I'll tell you what my brother told me
He says that when it comes to things about love
You got out of hand
That his addiction to skirts
That you passed that on to him
That he loves ladies
You also inherited it from him
Don't pay attention to this guy
About what he's telling you
You already know him, you know
That he likes to walk hard
I said that you inherited me
The taste for singing
But in skirts and ladies
I didn't say anything about that
There are devilish boys
Stop arguing
I know each other perfectly
Their ways and their songs
Stop putting the name on me four
I know their intentions
They are not going to get anything from me
I know it well, trucks
We better continue singing
And let the trumpets sound
It is not going to be that the bosses
Prepare our suitcases
Hechale alejandro
Look dad, today we are
Airing our things
I want to sing to you my old man
My most beautiful tune
The one that says I love you
Of how proud I live
And that there is no other father like mine in the world
I also want to tell you
Since I am your oldest son
You see how nice it feels
To be able to carry your blood
What a blessing it is to have you
And the greatest privilege
Is to be able to call him father
To the eldest of the Fernandezes
I appreciate your words
And your expressions of affection
And even though they already have mustaches
For me they are still children o
To talk about great loves
I know well that it is never too late
Just as they love this man
I also loved my father!
We better keep singing
br/>Like my grandfather did
Throat because I love it
But to sing to the people