Ruperto

Ruperto lived in his field
His wife and three boys
The grass his medicine
And the witch Antonio his doctor

And one day he looked at Caracas
In the village store
In one of those almanacs
From the Creole Petroleum Corporation

He wanted to come to Caracas
Ruperto came to Caracas
Capitalism helped him
It helped him build his ranch
With empty Pepsi-Cola cans
With empty Mobil Esso cans
And he used as a roof
A Ford Company poster
'It's easy to have a Mustang'

His youngest boy got sick
The youngest of them
And the biggest of his dreams
Ruperto went down to the city
To find some remedy
And his boy died in line
His dreams died

He had no money to bury him
The unemployed Ruperto
And he tried to steal
To take him to the cemetery
Ruperto was arrested
The police are always efficient
When it comes to the poor

The curious came
And one of them shouted
'Police, leave that man'
Don't you see he's crying
Don't you see he wants to go
With his dead little boy
Don't you see he wants to go
Running after his dreams

I haven't seen him in a while
But my buddy told me
He saw him looking for planks
Not to bury a child
But to bury an old man
To bury capitalism
The cause of the evils
My people are suffering
To take it to the cemetery
Built by the workers

Come on, Ruperto
Fight, Ruperto
The struggle will set you free
Keep going, Ruperto
Fight, Ruperto
With the fight, just the fight
For your mother, Ruperto
Fight, Ruperto
The struggle will set you free