Lyrics and translation Luis Perez Meza - El Nuevo Barzon

El Nuevo Barzon

Esas tierras del rincón
Las sembre con un buey pando
Se me reventó el barzón
Y siempre la yunta andando
Cuando llegué a media tierra
El arado iba enterrado
Se enterro hasta la telera
El timón se deshojó
El barzón se iba truzando
El yugo se iba pandeando
Yo le dije al sembrador
No me hables cuando ande arando
Se me reventó el barzón
Y siempre la yunta andando
Cuando llegue a mi casita
Me decía mi prenda amada
¿'Onta el maíz que te tocó?
Le respondí yo muy triste
El patrón se lo llevó
Por lo que debía en la hacienda
Pero me dijo el patrón
Que contará con la tierra
Hora voy a trabajar
Para seguirle abonando
Veinte pesos diez centavos
Son los que salgo restando
Me decía mi prenda amada
No trabajes con ese hombre
Nomas nos esta robando
Dejate ya de prejuicios
No vengas sin confesiones
Que no ves a tu familia
Que ya no tiene calzones
Ni yo tengo ya faldillas
Ni tu tienes pantalones
Mejor metete a agradista
Anda con el comité
Que te apunten en la lista
Que no ves a mi compadre
A su hermano y a su yerno
Tan sembrando muy a gusto
Tierras que le dio el gobierno
Se me reventó el barzón
Y siempre la yunta andando
Me fui con el comité
A pedirle una parcela
Luego llegaron la aguas
Me puse a sembrar mi tierra
Con un cuaco y un jumento
Le decía a mi prenda amada
Ahora si estoy muy contento
Para poder progresar
Al cabo aqui no hay patrón
Que nos la venga a quitar
Cuando ya estaba el elote
Hay que mata de frijol
Que bonito esta floriando
Llevate unos elotitos
Que coman los muchachitos
Me decia mi prenda amada
Como estuvieramos de hambre
Si te has seguido creyendo
De lo que te dice el padre
De las penas del infierno
Que vaya el patrón al cuerno
Viva la revolución
Viva el supremo gobierno
Se me revento el barzón
Y siempre la yunta andando

The New Barzon

I plowed those lands over there
With a two-toned brown ox
A strap broke on my harness
But the yoke never stopped moving
When I reached the middle of the field
The plow was buried
It was buried up to the handles
The rudder came apart
The strap was getting tangled
The yoke was bending
I told the farmer
Don't talk to me while I'm plowing
A strap broke on my harness
But the yoke never stopped moving
When I got to my little house
My beloved said to me
What happened to the corn you were supposed to bring home?
I answered her very sadly
The boss took it
To pay for what I owed the estate
But the boss told me
That I would still keep my land
Now I'm going to work
To keep paying him
Twenty pesos and ten cents
That's how much I have left to pay
My beloved said to me
Don't work for that man
He's just stealing from us
Get rid of your prejudice
Don't come back without confessing
Don't you see your family?
They don't have any pants anymore
And I don't have any skirts left
And you don't have any pants
You better become a day laborer
Go with the committee
Have them put you on the list
Don't you see my buddy?
His brother and his son-in-law
They're planting peacefully
On land the government gave them
A strap broke on my harness
But the yoke never stopped moving
I went to the committee
To ask for a plot of land
Then the rains came
I started planting my land
With a horse and a donkey
I said to my beloved
Now I'm really happy
I can finally make progress
After all, there's no boss here
To come and take it away from us
When the corn was almost ready
And the bean plants were healthy
They were flowering so beautifully
Take some corn
For the kids to eat
My beloved said to me
We're going to starve
You've kept believing
What the priest tells you
About the pains of hell
Let the boss go to hell
Long live the revolution
Long live the supreme government
A strap broke on my harness
But the yoke never stopped moving