La llamada

Eating sunflower seeds
Sitting on a park bench
The afternoon illuminates your boredom
This wasn't what was promised

Lost child from the scaffold
Your whole neighborhood worshipped you
And now you dream in the job line
Of a summer with golden beaches you won't see

Princess, go to register 3
Standing and non-stop for over 8 hours
Precarious goddess part-time
And there won't be a shade of Grey to help

So that the cherub waiting at home
Has his lullaby of the onion
Beautiful butterfly still consoles herself
With not being the one rummaging in the trash

Listen to the call
Join the cry of the tired
Life was a rehearsal until now
Go out on the street, jump the waves
Shine in the afternoon your dawn light
May fear change sides
May the precarious become visible
May they not forget your joy
That sadness, if shared
Turns into anger that changes lives

Cleaning the dirt of others
Breathing the dust of others' clothes
Drinking sorrow in the sink
Month-end tightrope walker

Unsewing for the boys
All the hems of the pants
And this Christmas there will be no gifts
Cheap nougat and some cider if it goes well

Tears of a man lying fallow
Winter night without a heater
With the pension the grandfather has
Numantine without Numantia

If the bank evicts them this Monday
Who will make a fire with your foundations
And to the food bank you go with a tie
The whole planet will rest on your back

Listen to the call
Join the cry of the tired
Life was a rehearsal until now
Go out on the street, jump the waves
Shine in the afternoon your dawn light
May fear change sides
May the precarious become visible
May they not forget your joy
That sadness, if shared
Turns into anger that changes lives

Listen to the call
Join the cry of the tired