Текст и перевод песни Luis Perez Meza - El Barzon

El Barzon

Esas tierras del rincón
Las sembré con un buey pando
Se me reventó el barzón
Y sigue la yunta andando
Cuando llegué a media tierra...
El arado iba enterrado

Se enterró hasta la telera
El timón se deshojó
El barzón se iba trozando
El yugo se iba pandeando
El sembrador me iba hablando
Yo le dije al sembrador
No me hable cuando ande arando

Se me reventó el barzón
Y sigue la yunta andando.

Cuando acabe de piscar...
Vino el rico y lo partió
Todo mi maíz se llevó
Ni pa' comer me dejó
Me presenta aquí la cuenta
Aquí debes veinte pesos
De la renta de unos bueyes
Cinco pesos de magueyes
Tres pesos de una coyundas
Cinco pesos de una azcuna
Tres pesos no se de qué
Pero todo está en la cuenta
A más de los veinte reales
Que sacaste de la tienda
Con todo el maíz que te toca
No le pagas a la hacienda

Ahora vete a trabajar...
Pa' que sigas abonando
Nomás me quedé pensando
Haciendo un cigarro de hoja
Que patrón tan sin vergüenza
Todo mi maíz se llevó
Para su maldita troja

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 dijó el patrón
Que contara con la tierra
Ahora 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
Nomás no está robando
Dejate ya de prejuicios
No vengas sin confesiones
Que no ves a tu familia
Que no tiene ya calzones
No 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 agusto
Tierras que les dió el gobierno

Se me reventó el barzón
Y siempre la yunta andando

The Plough Beam

Those fields in the corner
I sowed with a piebald ox
My plough beam broke
And the yoke keeps walking
When I reached the middle of the field...
The plough was buried

It was buried up to the ploughshare
The handle was stripped
The plough beam was breaking
The yoke was bending
The sower was talking to me
I said to the sower
Don't talk to me while I'm ploughing

My plough beam broke
And the yoke keeps walking.

When I finished harvesting...
The rich man came and divided it up
He took all my corn
He didn't even leave me enough to eat
He presents me with the bill here
Here you owe twenty pesos
For the rent of some oxen
Five pesos for magueys
Three pesos for a yoke
Five pesos for an adze
Three pesos for something I don't know what
But it's all on the bill
In addition to the twenty reals
That you took out of the store
With all the corn that is yours
You don't pay the hacienda

Now go to work...
So that you can keep paying
I just stood there thinking
Rolling a leaf cigar
What a shameless boss
He took all my corn
For his damned barn

My plough beam broke
And the yoke keeps walking

When I got to my little house...
My precious love said to me
'Where's the corn that's yours
I answered her very sadly
The boss took it
For what I owed the hacienda
But the boss told me
That I could count on the land
Now I'm going to work
To keep paying the bill
Twenty pesos, ten cents
That's what I have left over
My precious love said to me
Don't work with that man
He's nothing but a thief
Leave behind your prejudices
Don't come without confessions
Don't you see your family
They don't have any trousers anymore
No, I have skirts now
And you don't have trousers anymore
You'd better become a grateful person
Go with the committee
Let them put you on the list
Don't you see my friend
His brother and his son-in-law
They're all planting very happily
Land that the government gave them

My plough beam broke
And the yoke keeps walking