Joan Manuel Serrat - Manuel
Le llamaban Manuel, nació en España,
su casa era de barro, de barro y caña.
Las tierras del señor humedecían
su sudor y su llanto, día tras día. Mendigo a jornal fijo como él no hubo
entre olivos y trigos, por un mendrugo.
Su casa era de barro, de barro y caña,
le llamaban Manuel, nació en España. Le llamaban Manuel, nació en España,
su mundo era otro mundo, tras la montaña.
Del amo eran las tierras, camino abajo
las moras y las flores de los ribazos. La mula y los arreos, el pan y el vino,
los árboles, las piedras y los caminos.
Su mundo era otro mundo, tras la montaña,
le llamaban Manuel, nació en España. Le llamaban Manuel, nació en España,Joan Manuel Serrat - Manuel - http://motolyrics.com/joan-manuel-serrat/manuel-lyrics-english-translation.html
ella guardaba un hijo en sus entrañas.
Nunca nada fue suyo, nada tuvieron,
por eso lloró tanto cuando murieron. Él con sus propias manos cavó una fosa
sepultando sus sueños junto a su esposa.
Ella guardaba un hijo en sus entrañas,
le llamaban Manuel, nació en España. Le llamaban Manuel, nació en España,
le vieron alejarse una mañana.
Del amo era el olivo, donde lo hallaron
y la soga de esparto que desataron. Y el pedazo de tierra donde hoy se pudre
y el trigo que en la sierra su tumba cubre.
Le vieron alejarse una mañana.
Le llamaban Manuel, nació en España.
Joan Manuel Serrat - Manuel (English translation)
They would call him Manuel, he was born in Spain,
his home was of mud, of mud and cane.
The lands of the master would dampen
his sweat and his sobbing, day after day.
A fixed beggar each day as he had nothing
amongst olives and wheat, to a crust of bread.
His home was of mud, of mud and cane,
they would call him Manuel, he was born in Spain.
They would call him Manuel, he was born in Spain,
his world was of another world, behind the mountain.
Of the master were the lands, down the road
the blackberries and flowers of the steep bank.
The mule and the harnesses, the bread and the wine,
the trees, the rocks and the roads.
His world was of another world, behind the mountain,
they would call him Manuel, he was born in Spain.
They would call him Manuel, he was born in Spain,Joan Manuel Serrat - Manuel - http://motolyrics.com/joan-manuel-serrat/manuel-lyrics-english-translation.html
she was guarding a child in her entrails.
Never was anything theirs, they had nothing,
for this he cried so much when they died.
He with his own hands dug a grave
burying his dreams together with his spouse.
She was guarding a child in her entrails,
they would call him Manuel, he was born in Spain.
They would call him Manuel, he was born in Spain,
they saw him go away one morning
Of the master was the olive tree, where they found him
and the esparto rope that they untied.
And the piece of earth where today he rots
and the wheat that in the mountain range covers his tomb.
They saw him go away one morning.
They would call him Manuel, he was born in Spain.