Marta

It's four-thirty, the clock rings
Marta gets up in her humble boarding house
She looks at her bed with love
Because her little one sleeps in the corner

She's had several sleepless nights
She's short on money, it's hard to work
Two months of rent are almost three
She's a single mother and can't pay

But she quickly gets ready and has a coffee
She feels her little one is going to wake up
Her wet eyes try to hide
She hates it when Pedrito sees her cry

She hugs him and tells him to behave well
The Virgin of Guadalupe will take care of you
He faints in tears and without understanding
He sees through the window that mom is leaving

Marta crosses the city, eager to work
She thinks positively that today, she'll clean a house
The day goes by with nothing to do, between tears and loneliness
She returns home just like yesterday, not a single penny earned

She goes to the store and tells Mr. Juan
I'll pay you soon, but please
Give me a milk and five hundred of bread
Because Pedrito and I won't have lunch today

She goes to the store and tells Mr. Juan
I'll pay you soon, but please
Give me a milk and five hundred of bread
Because Pedrito and I won't have lunch today

Marta crosses the city, eager to work
She thinks positively that today, she'll clean a house
The day goes by with nothing to do, between tears and loneliness
She returns home just like yesterday, not a single penny earned

She goes to the store and tells Mr. Juan
I'll pay you soon, but please
Give me a milk and five hundred of bread
Because Pedrito and I won't have lunch today

She goes to the store and tells Mr. Juan
I'll pay you soon, but please
Give me a milk and five hundred of bread
Because Pedrito and I won't have lunch today

It's almost midnight, the clock strikes
Marta cries and suffers in her humble boarding house