Burgueses [English translation]

I feel no pity for the defeated

bourgeois. And when I think that I am about to feel pity for them,

I firmly clench my teeth and tightly shut my eyes.

I think about my long days barefoot and without roses.

I think about my long days without a hat and clouds.

I think about my long days shirtless and without any dreams.

I think about my long days with my prohibited skin.

I think about my long days.

"Don't enter, please. This is a club."

"The roster is full."

"There are no more rooms in the hotel."

"The gentleman in question has left."

"We're looking for a girl."

"Fraud in the elections."

"A grand ball for the blind."

"Someone won the jackpot in Santa Clara."

"A raffle for orphans."

"The gentleman is in Paris."

"The marquess isn't receiving anyone at this time."

In the end, I remember everything.

And since I remember everything,

what the hell are you asking me to do?

But ask them too.

I am sure

that they will remember too.