letra de huerta - proper (usa)
huerta lyrics
don’t know much about my mothers side
never felt my grandfathers pride
i wasn’t even an idea when he died
i just know that our name means ‘garden’
‘a fertile land’
why leave it all behind to be american?
why don’t i speak spanish?
there are so many things
i want to ask
about the life i could’ve had
i could’ve been a farmer in the grasslands
i could’ve been a tubist in a corrido band
i could’ve been a telenovela stunt man
just don’t want to be another dull american
but heritagе is such a funny thing
rose tinted glasses, tirе swings, and wedding rings
i never knew how much you drank
i wonder if that’s why my mother won’t partake
and i if i ever see el torreon
will they smile and say son you’re finally home
or confirm what i feared all along
i have no culture, no place
no land to call my own
i could’ve been a farmer in the grasslands
i could’ve been a tubist in a corrido band
i could’ve been a telenovela stunt man
just don’t want to be another dull american
romanticize it to death
(quien soy?)
but don’t hold your breath
(quien soy?)
i could’ve been the worst drunk you’d ever meet
i could’ve been a white collar in a box seat
i could’ve been a beggar in the cold streets
i don’t want to be feeling so incomplete
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- letra de get it right - april 420
- letra de ein guter tag - schwesta ewa
- letra de pure - ivy quainoo
- letra de the colors of eve - dan fogelberg
- letra de your house - eatliz
- letra de die kleine stadt - paola
- letra de újra és újra - edda művek
- letra de before it all ends - tim vantol
- letra de this girl - john klipp