La migra
La Pulquería Lyrics


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Manuel López Aguirre
No tenía de nada
Robaba por las calles
Para conseguir la lana
Hasta que un buen día
La coca cayó en sus manos
Y ahora droga a los estados norteamericanos
Aquí están
Viene la migra,
A todos nos quiere cazar
Pero sus armas no
Nos podrán alcanzar,
Gritan las gentes
Nos saludan al pasar

No se vayan de México,
No crucen la frontera
Allí acabarán haciendo
Lo que ellos quieran
Aquí existe un gran hombre,
Patrón de nuestra tierra
Da trabajo a los pobres,
Y a los ricos la condena

Peyote y marihuana,
Cactus y cocaína,




Armas y contrabando,
Gringos iros preparando...

Overall Meaning

The song "La Migra" by La Pulqueria speaks about a man named Manuel López Aguirre who had nothing and used to steal on the streets to make money. One day, he got his hands on cocaine and started smuggling drugs into the United States. The chorus of the song warns about the immigration authorities, "la migra," who are coming to catch and deport undocumented immigrants. The people sing that the migra will not be able to catch them and greet each other as they pass.


The next part of the song advises Mexicans not to leave their country and cross the border into the United States. The singer says that they will end up doing whatever the Americans want and will lose their identity. The song praises a great man who is a patron of their land and provides work for the poor while condemning the rich. The song goes on to list vices such as peyote, marijuana, cactus, cocaine, weapons, and contraband, warning the gringos to be prepared.


The lyrics of "La Migra" voice the struggles that undocumented immigrants might face when crossing the border into the United States. The song highlights the issues of poverty and drugs in Mexico and advises that people should stay in their own country and work towards making it a better place.


Line by Line Meaning

Manuel López Aguirre
The singer's name.


No tenía de nada
He had nothing.


Robaba por las calles
He used to steal on the streets.


Para conseguir la lana
To get some cash.


Hasta que un buen día
Until one day.


La coca cayó en sus manos
He got his hands on cocaine.


Y ahora droga a los estados norteamericanos
And now he trafficks drugs to the United States.


Aquí están
Here they come.


Viene la migra,
The immigration authorities are coming.


A todos nos quiere cazar
They want to catch us all.


Pero sus armas no
But their weapons can't.


Nos podrán alcanzar,
Reach us.


Gritan las gentes
The people shout.


Nos saludan al pasar
They greet us as we pass by.


No se vayan de México,
Don't leave Mexico.


No crucen la frontera
Don't cross the border.


Allí acabará haciendo
You will end up doing there.


Lo que ellos quieran
Whatever they want.


Aquí existe un gran hombre,
Here there is a great man.


Patrón de nuestra tierra
The boss of our land.


Da trabajo a los pobres,
He provides work for the poor.


Y a los ricos la condena
And condemns the rich.


Peyote y marihuana,
Peyote and marijuana.


Cactus y cocaína,
Cactus and cocaine.


Armas y contrabando,
Weapons and contraband.


Gringos iros preparando...
Gringos, get ready...




Writer(s): Miguel Angel Escriva Blasco, Gerardo Sanz Gomez, Francisco Palomar Martin, Andres Conejero Rodilla, Jordi Carreras Pons

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Jonathan davis

Viva mexico y Viva la Madre patria españa!!

utziha

Mama mia Willy no me canso de oírla

DE LA NADA OFICIAL

Maravilla

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