Canción del jornalero [English translation]

What will be awaiting for me tomorrow

If I cannot earn my salary?

Today, I haven't found any work:

I don't even have enough money to drink mate!

What will I tell my bairns

When they ask me for food?

It's the poor day labourer's lot

To suffer in this world...

[Chorus:]

We day labourers, who tread on

Without a destination, so we can work;

Sometimes, we earn some

And yet some more to get drunk...

Wine is a friend

In whom one can trust.

When everything becomes hazy for me,

I feel like singing!

In my farm everything is a party

As long as there's something new to eat...

How many times we've pulled through

By eating leftovers from yesterday!

[Chorus:]

We day labourers, who tread on

Without a destination, so we can work;

Sometimes, we earn some

And yet some more to get drunk...

Wine is a friend

In whom one can trust.

When everything becomes hazy for me,

I feel like singing!

La ra ra la-ra...