Letra de Por cultivar (ingles)

Hypocrisy again won
the lie is alive today
the truth died

I say all this and not much point in going
but for a story I´ll tell you
of a good man who hurt anybody
and every morning he went to work
for your family to feed
clothe their children that they can be educated
buy remedies for breast
an elderly woman who is sick

... and today is in jail for growing marijuana
and today is in jail for growing marijuana

The chuiquito always had asthma since
bought expensive remedies that do not cure,
one day at a party he met a Rastaman,
said marijuana can you audar
Gift him and showed him seeds to plant,
the first harvest began smoking,
and the asthma attack and no more wine.
That is why your plant always concervaba
and always lovingly watered.

... and today is in jail for growing marijuana
and hoyesta arrested for growing marijuana ...

One afternoon as all get to work
kiss to his wife, his children, his mother
went to the garden began to irrigate
never imagined what would happen.
patruyeros four arrived on the scene
Armed pa ´war and a court order
derrivaron the door, destroyed the place
handcuffed his wrists would not let him or talk
front of his wife of their children and their mother ....

... and today is in jail for growing marijuana
and today is in jail for growing marijuana ...

His mother died without being able to visit
his distraught wife will not stop mourn
whenever the children ask for Daddy
the homeowner´s ran the place
they had no money to pay
He had learned everything and cried in his cell
your asthma attack worsened health
so much pain because he could not bear,
his eyes closed and never ...
reawakened.

... and died in prison for growing marijuana
... and died in prison for growing marijuana.