Ruperto
Ruperto vivía en su campo
Su mujer y tres muchachos
La hierba su medicina
Y el brujo antonio su médico
Y un día miró a caracas
En la pulpería del pueblo
En un almanaque de esos
De la creole petroleum corporation
Quiso venir a caracas
Vino a caracas ruperto
Lo ayudó el capitalismo
Lo ayudó a construir su rancho
Con latas vacías de pepsi-cola
Con latas vacías de mobil esso
Y le puso como techo
Un afiche de la ford company
"es fácil tener un mustang"
Se le enfermó su muchacho
El más pequeño de ellos
Y el más grande de sus sueños
Bajó a la ciudad ruperto
A buscarle algún remedio
Y se le murió en la cola
Se le murieron sus sueños
No tenía pa' enterrarlo
El desempleado ruperto
Y buscó robar ruperto
Pa' llevarlo al cementerio
Apresaron a ruperto
La policía siempre es eficiente
Cuando se trata de los pobres
Vinieron los curiosos
Y gritó uno de ellos
"policía deje ese hombre"
No lo ves que está llorando
No lo ves que quiere irse
Con su muchachito muerto
Mo lo ves que quiere irse
Corriendo tras de sus sueños
Hace tiempo no lo veo
Pero mi pana me dijo
Que lo vio buscando tablas
No pa' enterrar a un pequeños
Sino pa' enterrar un viejo
Pa' enterrar al capitalismo
El causante de los males
Que está sufriendo mi pueblo
Pa' llevarlo al cementerio
Que construyen los obreros
Echale bolas ruperto
Guillo ruperto
Que la lucha te liberará
Mucho guillo ruperto
Lucha ruperto
Con la lucha, la lucha no más
Por tu madre ruperto
Lucha ruperto
Que la lucha te liberará
Ruperto
Ruperto lived in his field
His wife and three boys
The grass his medicine
And the witch Antonio his doctor
And one day he looked at Caracas
In the village store
In one of those almanacs
From the Creole Petroleum Corporation
He wanted to come to Caracas
Ruperto came to Caracas
Capitalism helped him
It helped him build his ranch
With empty Pepsi-Cola cans
With empty Mobil Esso cans
And he used as a roof
A Ford Company poster
'It's easy to have a Mustang'
His youngest boy got sick
The youngest of them
And the biggest of his dreams
Ruperto went down to the city
To find some remedy
And his boy died in line
His dreams died
He had no money to bury him
The unemployed Ruperto
And he tried to steal
To take him to the cemetery
Ruperto was arrested
The police are always efficient
When it comes to the poor
The curious came
And one of them shouted
'Police, leave that man'
Don't you see he's crying
Don't you see he wants to go
With his dead little boy
Don't you see he wants to go
Running after his dreams
I haven't seen him in a while
But my buddy told me
He saw him looking for planks
Not to bury a child
But to bury an old man
To bury capitalism
The cause of the evils
My people are suffering
To take it to the cemetery
Built by the workers
Come on, Ruperto
Fight, Ruperto
The struggle will set you free
Keep going, Ruperto
Fight, Ruperto
With the fight, just the fight
For your mother, Ruperto
Fight, Ruperto
The struggle will set you free