Pedro Nadie [English translation]

Pedro came carrying the morning

Thinking of La Juana for the nap

He had in his hands

Monday's wheat

And a love as pure as the earth

He had in his hands

Monday's wheat

And a love as pure as the earth

He savored a mate tea as long as the wind

My country is the south, said Pedro

I am a farmer from someone else's field

My feet are like the old road

I am a farmer from someone else's field

My feet are like the old road

Pedro plow, Pedro earth, Pedro of La Juana

Pedro of the guitar

Pedro nobody

Pedro Pedro

Pedro of the guitar

Pedro nobody

Pedro Pedro

Pedro drank wine, head bent

with deep eyes Pedro told

of La Juana, of the farm, of the plow of misery

of La Juana, of the farm, of the plow of misery

Pedro plow, Pedro earth, Pedro of La Juana

Pedro of the guitar

Pedro nobody

Pedro Pedro

Pedro of the guitar

Pedro nobody

Pedro Pedro