Elegia Para Un Rajao

He walks swaggering from the job he quit,
the boss gave him the boot,
he can't take any more pain or a suit,
what a damn life!,
that gave birth to him...

They say his woman's in a bad way,
eating wind made her burst,
for a long time now
she's been a pushover,
they say not even for spit
has she won.

For always losing
he gained a laugh,
they kicked him to the curb,
but he fell,
bad habit of taking a beating
without ever saying damn it...

He gathered silence as if for a funeral,
he always managed with whatever came,
he belts life like a poor dog
chewing on the tartar of an old cough,
he bet on nothing when there was everything,
he never cheated,
honor screwed him over.

And you have to be tough
because now that he bends his elbow
he says softly;
he's hit rock bottom...
he walks swaggering from the job he quit,
the boss gave him the boot,
he can't take any more pain,
nor a suit,
what a damn life!,
that gave birth to him...