A Las Tres

At three o'clock
(Ernanitos Verdes)

I know many don't want me around here
but there's no work where I was born
the workday ends
the sun says goodbye until tomorrow
and the clouds return south

I have a bed to rest
and a picture of you if I want to dream
I'm going to be very sincere with you
although good money is made
I've never felt this loneliness in my life

On Sundays at three o'clock
you know I'll call you
hearing your voice
is the strength, the will to keep going

Enthusiasm sometimes leaves me
with routine chewing my truth
although the work is heavy
I endure it and don't give up
it's the best I can do for both of us

On Sundays at three o'clock
you know I'll call you
hearing your voice
is the strength, the will to keep going

To give you something better
is why I've come this far
to earn with my sweat
what I promised you so many times