Paroles et traduction Los Kjarkas - El Obrero

El Obrero

En mi pueblo de Huancayo
Pueblo donde yo naci
Me fui buscando trabajo asi llege hasta madrid (bis)
Siempre buscando una chamba
Nunca perdi la esperanza
Trabaje para triunfar
Ayudante carpintero, electriciate y plomero
Tambien le daba a los fierros trabajando sin cesar
Ahorrando cada centavo, esperando dia de pago muchas horas sin dormir
Trabaje turnos de noche
Nunca junte para un coche pa llevarte a pasear
Si el rio tuviera ojos, dos ojos para llorar
Llorara mi triste suerte, lo pobre de mi jornal
Que triste ser el obrero esclavo del capital
Siempre buscando una chamba nunca perdi la esperanza trabaje para triunfar
Ayundate carpintero, electricista y plomero
Tambien le daba a los fierros trabajando sin cesar
Ahorrando cada centavo
Esperando dia de pago muchas horas sin dormir
Trabaje turnos de noche
Nunca junte para un coche pa llevarte a pasear
Si el rio tuviera ojos, dos ojoa para llorar
Llorara mi triste suerte, lo pobre de mi jornal
Que triste ser el obrero esclavo del capital
Aguas arriba, aguas abajo, triste es la vida carajo si no hay trabajo, carajo si no hay trabajo (bis)

The Worker

In my town of Huancayo
Town where I was born
I went looking for work, that's how I got to Madrid (bis)
Always looking for a job
I never lost hope
I worked to succeed
Assistant carpenter, electrician and plumber
I also worked with iron, working without ceasing
Saving every penny, waiting for payday many hours without sleep
I worked night shifts
I never saved up for a car to take you for a ride
If the river had eyes, two eyes to cry
It would weep for my sad fate, the poverty of my wages
How sad to be a worker, a slave to capital
Always looking for a job, I never lost hope, I worked to succeed
Carpenter's Helper, Electrician and Plumber
I also worked with iron, working without ceasing
Saving every penny
Waiting for payday many hours without sleep
I worked night shifts
I never saved up for a car to take you for a ride
If the river had eyes, two eyes to cry
It would weep for my sad fate, the poverty of my wages
How sad to be a worker, a slave to capital
Upstream, downstream, life sucks If there is no work, damn it! If there is no work (bis)