Homero
Cuando sale del trabajo, Homero viene pensando
Que al bajar del colectivo, esquivará unos autos
Cruzará la avenida, se meterá en el barrio
Pasará dando saludos y monedas a unos vagos
Y Dobla en el primer pasillo y ve que va llegando
Y un ascensor angosto lo lleva a la puerta del rancho
Dice estar muy cansado y encima hoy no pagaron
Imposible bajarse de esta rutina y se pregunta ¿hasta cuando?
Se hace difícil siendo obrero hacerte cargo del pan
De tu esposa, tus hijos, del alquiler y algo más
Y poco disfruta sus días pensando en cómo hará
Si en ese empleo no pagan y cada vez le piden más
Qué injusticia que no se valore eficacia y responsabilidad
Porque él hoy se mató pensando y es lo mismo que uno más
Homero está cansado, come y se quiere acostar
Vuelve a amanecer y entre diario y mates se pregunta
¿Cuánto más?
Homero está cansado, come y se quiere acostar
Vuelve a amanecer y entre diario y mates se pregunta
¿Cuánto más?
Y es así, la vida de un obrero es así
La vida en un barrio es así
Y pocos son los que van a zafar
Y es así, aprendemos ser felices así
La vida del obrero es así
Y pocos son los que van a zafar
Homero
When he leaves work, Homer comes thinking
When you get off the bus, you will avoid some cars
He will cross the avenue, he will enter the neighborhood
He will pass by giving greetings and coins to some lazy people
And he turns down the first hallway and sees that he is coming
And a narrow elevator takes you to the ranch door
He says he is very tired and on top of that they didn't pay today
It's impossible to get off this routine and you wonder, until when?
It is difficult as a worker to take care of bread
About your wife, your children, the rent and something else
And he hardly enjoys his days thinking about how he will do it
If they don't pay you in that job and they ask for more and more
How unjust that efficiency and responsibility are not valued
Because today he killed himself thinking and it's the same as anyone else
Homer is tired, eats and wants to go to bed
Dawn comes again and between newspaper and mates he asks himself
How much more?
Homer is tired, eats and wants to go to bed
Dawn comes again and between newspaper and mates he asks himself
How much more?
And that's how it is, the life of a worker is like that
Life in a neighborhood is like this
And there are few who will escape
And that's how we learn to be happy like this
The life of a worker is like this
And there are few who will escape
Escrita por: Cristian Pity Alvarez