Jornalero
Alci Acosta
Day Laborer
He works and works whole weeks
Throwing the forge, hitting the chisel
Today marks twenty years of hard work
Twenty years of servitude in the same workshop
He receives bitterness as a reward
Until eviction due to his old age
This is the prize that many receive
A prize offered by bourgeois instinct
Day laborer
Judging by what I've seen
Judging by what I've heard
The truth I will tell
It's bitter when a lazy person says
If you like it, good; if not, leave!
Gentleman, who looks as if by chance
At these very honest men
Who have made you rich
Nobility does not allow this saying
If they like it, good; if not, they leave!
Those who only crave money
Believe themselves immortal, believe themselves superior
To humble poor who enriched them
Losing their strength and youth
Think, gentleman, that sooner or later
Death comes to us, without exception
In the other world we are all equal
The poor and the rich, before Our Lord
Day laborer
Judging by what I've seen
Judging by what I've heard
The truth I will tell
It's bitter when a lazy person says
If you like it, good; if not, leave!
Gentleman, who looks as if by chance
At these very honest men
Who have made you rich
Nobility does not allow this saying
If they like it, good; if not, they leave
