Hijo de Cortés - Directo Madrid English translation

Don't call me son of Cortés
Neither Aguirre nor Pizarro
We are not distant relatives
Or, in any case, so closely related.
Like an Italian with Caligula or Nero

Don't call me son of Cortés
Do not confuse people and sovereign
Just like a Chilean or a Peruvian
It doesn't have to be a brother
By Fujimori and Pinochet

Let's toast with beers and pisco
Let's not make history a fraud
From Tierra del Fuego to Río Grande
To your health, to your health
To your health, to your health

Don't call me son of Cortés
Not even Isabel, "The Pig"
I was not born from his bed
Not even Malinche breastfed me.
Nor do I have to hide
That in this land I have my home

Don't call me son of Cortés
Don't swear anymore
That Moctezuma never took revenge
From this, your brother, sincere and idiot
Let's bury the resentment once and for all
That he is a very bad advisor

Let's toast with beers and pisco
Let's not make history a fraud
From Tierra del Fuego to Río Grande
To your health, to your health
To your health, to your health

Let's toast with beers and pisco
Let's not make history a fraud
From Tierra del Fuego to Río Grande
To your health, to your health
To your health, to your health