In a hospital room
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At nine forty-three, Simón was born
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It's the summer of fifty-six
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Don Andrés’s pride, because he was a boy
He was raised like the others
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With a firm hand, with strictness, he never spoke up
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When you grow up you're going to study
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The same thing as your father, listen well
You will have to be a great man
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Far from home, he forgot that sermon
He changed the way he walked
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He wore a skirt, lipstick, and a big purse
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People say that one day his dad
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He went to visit him without warning, what a mistake
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And a woman spoke to him in passing
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She said, hi, what's up dad, how's it going?
You don't know me, I'm Simón
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Simón, your son, the great man
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You can't correct nature
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A tree born crooked never straightens its trunk
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You can't correct nature
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A tree born crooked never straightens its trunk
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You can't correct nature
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A tree born crooked never straightens its trunk
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He let himself get carried away by what people say
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His father never spoke to him, he abandoned him forever
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You can't correct nature
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A tree born crooked never straightens its trunk
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Don't complain, Andrés, don't complain about anything
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When life gives you lemons, make lemonade
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You can't correct nature
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A tree born crooked never straightens its trunk
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And as the years go by, the old man giving in a little
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Simón didn't even write anymore, Andrés was furious
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You can't correct nature
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A tree born crooked never straightens its trunk
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At last there was news of where his son was
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Andrés never forgot the day of that sad call
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In a hospital room
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From a strange illness, Simón died
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It's the summer of eighty-six
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For the patient in bed ten nobody cried
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You can't correct nature
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A tree born crooked never straightens its trunk
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We must have compassion, enough with the moralizing
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Whoever's free of sin, let him throw the first stone
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You can't correct nature
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A tree born crooked never straightens its trunk
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The one who never forgives has a sure fate
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To live bitter memories in his own hell
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You can't correct nature
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A tree born crooked never straightens its trunk