Unemployed,
Abrigado walks through the city in search of employment.
His hair
Is all disheveled from lamenting.
He is too young to retire
and too old to find work
He buys some flowers in the market
to try to sell them on the street,
but the city is full of unemployed.
No one buys flowers anymore...
Maybe it's time to go back to earth,
he thinks, as he watches the edge of the sidewalk
that invites him to sit down.
Desempleado,
Abrigado recorre la ciudad en busca de empleo.
Su cabello
esta todo despeinado de lamentarse.
Es muy joven para jubilarse
y muy viejo para encontrar trabajo
Compra unas flores en el mercado
para tratar de venderlas en la calle,
pero la ciudad está llena de desempleados.
Ya no hay quien compre flores…
Tal vez ya sea hora de volver a la tierra,
piensa, mientras observa la orilla de la acera
que lo invita a sentarse.
