Farewell, Sir

Su Ta Gar

Agur Jauna

Hiltzen uzten
gara aberasten
jainko bakar
horreri otoiz eginez.
Beti dirua.
Sortu, landu
besteak zapaldu,
gezur pila
aurpegi aurrean saldu.
Negar malkoak.
Aberatsa
da aberastuko,
behartsua
gero eta behartsuago.
Jainko galdua.
Agur jauna
gizon txuriari,
dena kendu
hirugarren munduari.
Negar malkoak,
jainko galdua,
beti dirua.

Farewell, Sir

Leaving behind
we grow accustomed
to the lonely god
asking for forgiveness.
Always money.
Create, cultivate
others destroy,
piles of lies
sold in front of faces.
Tears of mourning.
The wealthy
will become wealthier,
hungrier
and even hungrier.
Lost god.
Farewell, sir
to the pale man,
removing everything
to the third world.
Tears of mourning,
lost god,
always money.