Juan Jornal
Joan Sebastian
Juan the Day Laborer
With worn out huaraches
Along the path
Before the dawn breaks
Juan the peasant leaves
His hat is made of palm
And his underwear is made of a blanket
He is a poor day laborer
Work for the boss
But what a shitty life
Having to till the land
So that others have more
And there is no other choice
Well, there is something in between
A crumb of bread
For your children that you love so much
That Juan loves so much
For your children that you love so much
That Juan loves so much
And night is already falling
That boy returns
With a smile on your lips
His wife receives him
His hat is made of palm
And his underwear is made of a blanket
He works for his children
And for the pattern
But what a shitty life
Having to till the land
So that others have more
And there is no other choice
Well, there is something in between
A crumb of bread
For your children that you love so much
That Juan loves so much
For your children that you love so much
That Juan loves so much
What does Juan want so much?
That Juan loves so much
What does Juan want so much?
That Juan loves so much
