In a house in the barrio of San Pedro
Francisca shows her entire body,
she puts the money between her breasts,
drinks dark wine and some gin.
She dresses in green, she dresses in pink,
and she undresses very quietly.
The Mondays that Francisca doesn't work,
with a little basket of flowers and her little daughter,
they go running through the woods,
the roads and the fields.
She says that the kisses,
the sparrows and flowers
on Mondays have more perfume.
In a room at the end of the house
the men go by, the men go by.
No one offers her a job
because they are afraid they would be without her.
Cinnamon skin, eyes of green grass,
long hair and breath of wheat.
The Mondays that Francisca doesn't work,
with a little basket of flowers and her little daughter,
they go running through the woods,
the roads and the fields.
She says that the kisses,
the sparrows and flowers
on Mondays have more perfume.