Lazarillo y Su Tiempo

In the 16th century, Spain shone
With gold from America, its empire grew
But in the streets, hunger and pain
The people suffered while the king ruled

Oh, Lazarillo, son of Tormes, true
Your story reflects a cruel world too!
With hunger and cunning, you learned to roam
In a century of glory and inequality, your home

An anonymous author told your tale
With social critique, he unveiled
The rogue is born, clever and real
Lazarillo de Tormes is an immortal deal

Oh, Lazarillo, son of Tormes, true
Your story reflects a cruel world too!
With hunger and cunning, you learned to roam
In a century of glory and inequality, your home

Church and nobility in corruption's grip
With false riches and no heart to give
The people suffer, searching for bread
And in the rogue's tale, their voice is spread

Lázaro, the blind man taught you to live
The greedy cleric made you give
The squire with empty honor to show
And the swindler with his hypocrisy to throw

Oh, Lazarillo, son of Tormes, true
Your story reflects a cruel world too!
With hunger and cunning, you learned to roam
In a century of glory and inequality, your home

From master to master, life went by
With the chaplain, you saved a bit, oh my!
The archpriest left you with doubts to face
But with your cunning, you always found your place

Empty honor, fierce hunger's call
The rogue is born with a strong voice for all
A broken Spain in its splendor's light
Where Lazarillo is the narrator of the fight

Oh, Lazarillo, son of Tormes, true
Your story reflects a cruel world too!
Your struggle is eternal, your journey will last
And in our memory, you'll always be cast.