Forjarien kanta

Today the blacksmiths leave work
we all go to the street,
with the lips completely dry
to make a revolution,
hammers, iron, and other things
thrown to the side;
we don't want to go back
to the old place to work again.

Dinbili danba! morning and night,
in the middle of fire and smoke,
restless and without rest
in our heads burning;
that's why leaving work
we all come together.

Up yes up always, up blacksmiths!
the honest worker is the master.
Down and down always the boss!
we won't do everything they want.
If they don't give us a reason,
if they don't treat us well by law,
we will set fire to our factory
and all the boss's houses.

Because of three fat bellies
so much trouble, pain;
half weakened is found
inside the blacksmith.
They have made us realize
what the bosses want,
they have taken everything
from the workers' backs.

From very early on starting to work
in the middle of fire and smoke,
dinbi and danba! without stopping
completely exhausted,
tearing all clothes and
in the name of health.

If they don't pay us well,
we won't turn back to work;
we demand more with reasons,
we won't be upset by anyone.
If they don't give us a reason,
if they don't give us a piece of bread,
we will set fire to our factory
and all the boss's houses.