Chuan Garces

He was the third son of the Foratón house
by a twist of fate he was born in Baldefurón
he has barely set foot in school, which was an obligation
since he was little, he herded the cattle
If grandpa is not mistaken, we'll have a good shepherd
but one Sunday afternoon, chatting with Don Ramón
I don't know what you all will say, but he has a calling
they sent him to Balbastro to receive the anointing
To learn Latin and about communion
they were already starving him to gain salvation
waking up early in the morning to water some cabbage
in the evenings, holy mass, at night, reflection
He met a wild girl in O Pueyo
seminary, singing masses, and cassocks he threw
Just before getting married, the colleague left him
for an engineer guy from a company in Bilbao
Now he's off to Catalonia because there's no forgiveness at home
asking for work in construction to find a good boss
he toughens up on the scaffold, many years as a laborer
time passes working, nothing changes color
He's considering changing occupations
the guys at the pension are getting to him
he'll find a place with colorful lights
puts girls at the bar to increase consumption
He surrounds himself with thugs and they beat him up
they broke several bones, he has no other option
he settles in the subway holding on to the booze
in the summer, he sells fruit, in winter, he collects cardboard
He saw his family at the station bar
in a cheap series by a guy named Paco Lobatón
Turn back home, Chuané is already dead
we're waiting for you in the village, we don't hold a grudge
Now there are only four left, the school has closed
the one who ran the casino left for Monzón
with his parents, he's working the abandoned lands
little by little, he regains hope and good color
One afternoon listening to the radio on the tractor
he remembered when his grandfather told him about the flood
the National Water Plan asked for their resignation
they have no choice but to accept the expropriation
He's off to Huesca and his family was placed
in a very fancy mansion for the elderly
He also requested a room with a pension
apparently, he was too young to live in confinement
He accepts a small room with some Heavy Metal
with those hairy people, it's not so bad
he's become a squatter in the city center
in the protests that arise, he's the main piece
The cops caught him painting with a spray can
in illegal protests for some act of insubordination
when he left the station, he was all bruised
and some football Nazis beat him up again
Four months in the hospital changed Chuanón
TV programs have his attention
the psychiatrist recommends an education center
and he spends all day watching soap operas
He only reads Estefanía and gossip magazines
he admires Stallone and is a fan of TeleCupón
and one day, hooked on TV, the news at two
the United States of America gave him the solution
With the doorman's hunting rifle
he went to Eroski to take out the staff
he massacred the discounted coffee and the Christmas basket
and saved the last of the cartridges in his mouth
His grandparents' house has just been inhabited
by a family of catfish from Michigan
above the bathers, they splash around non-stop
down in the boats, they devour a Big Mac