LOS TIGRES DEL NORTE - SOMOS MAS AMERICANOS [UNITED STATES, 2001]
“Y si a los siglos nos vamos, somos mas americanos, somos mas americanos que los hijos de Anglo-Sajon.”
As part of my effort to expand my audience a little bit, I have tentatively decided to branch out a little from traditional nueva cancion styles and also share Latin American protest music in all its forms. In this case, we’re going to be listening to a Mexican norteño by famous San Jose-based ensemble, Los Tigres del Norte, one of my favorite groups after knocking back a few chelas. This one is definitely worth checking out (yes, I’m aware that I say this about every song I post) and is quite the firme rola if there ever was one!
Somos Mas Americanos (We Are More American) is a really awesome song that, like yesterday’s feature, talks about the history of Aztlan, i.e. the southwestern United States that used to be a part of Mexico before the Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo was signed in the aftermath of the Mexican-American War. Los Tigres explain that, as much as politicians like to talk about “illegal immigration,” the fact of the matter is that our people have been here much longer than white Americans, and the land was stolen from us in the first place. Utilizing a popular saying, Los Tigres proclaim that “we didn’t cross the border; the border crossed us.” It’s also worth noting that while borders in general are entirely socially constructed, the U.S.-Mexican border in particular has been a largely symbolic line in what is a gradient of cultural difference.
I hope you enjoy this one! If you think expanding my horizons is a good idea, definitely let me know with notes and messages. If you think it is a bad idea, let me know as well. I think there are a lot of good reasons not to post different stuff, and ultimately my final choice all depends on listens, notes, page views, presumed impact, etc. Here are the lyrics in both Spanish and English, ciao!
Ya me gritaron mil veces que me regrese a mi tierra Porque aqui no quepo yo Quiero recordarle al gringo Yo no cruce la frontera La frontera me cruzo America nacio libre El hombre la dividio Ellos pintaron la raya Para que yo la brincara Y me llaman invasor Es un error bien marcado Nos quitaron ocho estados Quien es aqui el invasor Soy extranjero en mi tierra Y no vengo a darles guerra Soy hombre trabajador
Y si no miente la historia Aqui se sento en la gloria La poderosa nacion Entre guerreros valientes Indios de dos continentes Mezclados con español Y si a los siglos nos vamos Somos mas americanos Somos mas americanos Que el hijo de anglosajon
Nos compraron sin dinero las aguas del Rio Bravo Y nos quitaron a Texas Nuevo Mexico, Arizona y Colorado Tambien volo California y Nevada Con Utah no se llenaron El estado de Wyoming tambien nos lo arrebataron Yo soy la sangre del indio Soy latino, soy mestizo Somos de todos colores y de todos los oficios Y si contamos los siglos, aunque le duela al vecino Somos mas americanos que todititos los gringos
A thousand times they have shouted at me, “Go home, you don’t belong here” Let me remind the Gringo That I didn’t cross the border, the border crossed me America was born free—Man divided her They drew the line so I would have to jump it And they call me Invader That’s a big error They took eight states from us—who is the invader here? I am a stranger in my own land I don’t come to make war—I’m a working man
[CHORUS] If history does not lie, the Powerful Nation was seated here in glory Composed of valiant warriors Indians of two continents mixed with Spanish blood And if we go by the centuries We are more American We are more American Than any son of the Anglo-Saxon
They purchased from us, without money, the waters of the Rio Bravo They took from us Texas, New Mexico, Arizona and Colorado California too, and Nevada Even with Utah it was not enough—they also took Wyoming from us! I am of Indian blood—I am Latino—I am Mestizo We are of all colors and all occupations And if we go by the centuries Though it pains The Neighbor We are more American Than every last one of the Gringos