Siervo Sin Tierra

I walk like an old dog
Licking an illusion
To have a home
I walk with a sick body
And a broken heart
Because I have no one

Landless servant
An eviction and without wages
In sun and shade
Running to work
Landless servant
Whether a goth or liberal
With lime and sand
Evils will never be lacking
Will be lacking
Will be lacking

Servant your name
Is not common
For a man
Who prides himself
On having great ambition
Damn life
What injustice
Servant hand in the end
Without his land he stayed
Oh, he stayed

I walk with life on my back
My bones and nothing more
Because I have nothing
I dream that one of these days
I can, like the others
Plant my tired soul

Servant your name
Is not common
For a man
Who prides himself
On having great ambition
Damn life
What injustice
Servant hand in the end
Without his land he stayed
Oh, he stayed