Basuriando

The heck how do I explain to my pups
that in this ranch there won't be Christmas
they'll have to settle for the lights
and the noise of firecrackers from here.

To top it off, not even a sweet bread for the table
not a sip of beer to toast
not to mention pinching some stew
if I have nothing left to butcher.

I've been scavenging but it hurts
to know that for work, the shoulder is broad
no odd job comes up and I feel like
giving a curse even to the saints...

My poor wife went to town
to see if they give her a little box
that they say the government will send
for all the poor folks in need.

But she didn't get anything, they beat her
those who come in a car to pick up
they'll have to settle for mate
since Christmas will soon pass.

I've been scavenging but it hurts
gathering what others throw away to eat
but my pups' bellies win
and soon I'll go back to the dump.

I've been scavenging but it hurts
to know that for work, the shoulder is broad
no odd job comes up and I feel like
giving a curse even to the saints.