Al pan, pan y al vino, vino - Voy a dar este mensaje (Cuplés)

To bread, bread
And to wine, wine
To the rich, rich
And to the poor, poor
I like to call
Each thing by its name
If I drove a truck
I'd be a driver
I'd be a pilot if I were
The driver of a plane
If you have a boat
Then I'd be a little sailor
The one who puts on plaster
We call him a plasterer
The one with the sheet metal is a metalworker
The one with the wires
An electrician
The ones in the choir are choristers
The group is a troupe
And so on and so forth
But what I don't get
Is if I call a boy
Boy
And a girl
Girl
Why do they get so mad
If you call a fascist a fascist

I live without living in you
And I hope for such a high life
That if you die, I die
And I see you dying
And it hurts me so much
To see you not coming up
If I lose you
I’ll jump
I’ll jump
I’ll jump
I’ll jump off the blocks
I’ll jump off the blocks
I’ll jump off the blocks

I'm going to give this message
For God's sake
Listen and pay attention
To the one who stole my roosters
I curse all his dead
We look like good people
But we’re really not
In truth, we’re very bad
Really bad
I curse the dead
Of the one who stole my roosters
I curse all his dead
And the dead of his father
And of his father's father
And of ten generations
On his tombstone and his name
I curse all the dead
Of the one who stole my roosters
The issue of the roosters doesn’t matter to me
But I'm thinking
That this whole verse works for me
If you let me change
The roosters for my quarry

I live without living in you
And I hope for such a high life
That if you die, I die
And I see you dying
And it hurts me so much
To see you not coming up
If I lose you
I’ll jump
I’ll jump
I’ll jump
I’ll jump off the blocks
I’ll jump off the blocks
I’ll jump off the blocks