I don't need identification
I know well where I come from and where I'm going
Because I'm what I am, and not who you want
You confuse me and I don't know what you intend
I already explained to you but it seems that you don't understand
And that mistake is a big error
I am not the son of Hernández
What do I care what that paper says
I've got nothing to do with him
And I'm not going to lie even if they demand it
I am not the son of Hernández
You think I'm cynical
What fault do I have in the casuistry
If my last name is identical
It's logical, the statistics say
Nor ask me to be an accomplice in your lie
I don't need identification
I know well where I come from and where I'm going
Because I'm what I am, and not who you want
My personality won't change
Because someone says that I have to act
But I don't allow anyone to boss me around
I am not the son of Hernández
I'm not going to be someone else because it suits you
Not even if my statement condemns me
I know who I am, wherever I wander
I am not the son of Hernández
I understand nothing about genetics
But I'm not that sclerotic yet
As to believe that I'm the replica
Of my basic family tree
Nor ask me to be an accomplice in your lie
I don't need identification
I know well where I come from and where I'm going
Because I'm what I am, and not who you want
I know where I come from, I know where I'm going
That's why I know where I am, what I am doesn't shame me
I know which is my place and where I belong
What doesn't correspond to me and what I deserve
I'm blood of my blood and I'm my habit
I'm my habits and codes and my uncertainties
I'm my decisions and my choices
I'm my actions, alone and in the crowd
I'm my beliefs and my lacks
I'm my matter and my essence
I'm my presence and my absence, my conscience
And my appearance, I'm my origin
I'm my inheritance and my experience
I'm my past and my validity
And that experience is the reference
That unites me with others and differentiates me
That's why I don't ask that my path go backward
I'll keep shouting even if I break away
And may my voice bounce off the Andes
That I'm not the son of Hernández
I am not the son of Hernández
No, I'm not the son of Hernández
No, I'm not the son of Hernández
No, I'm not the son of Hernández
I don't need identification
I know well where I come from and where I'm going
Because I'm what I am and not who you want