Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Fiesta by Joan Manuel Serrat from Spanish to English.
Gloria a Dios en las alturas
Glory to God in the highest
Recogieron las basuras
They collected the garbage
De mi calle, ayer a oscuras
From my street, yesterday in the dark
Y hoy sembrada de bombillas
And today planted with light bulbs
Y colgaron de un cordel
And they hung from a cord
De esquina a esquina un cartel
From corner to corner a sign
Y banderas de papel
And paper flags
Verdes, rojas y amarillas
Green, red, and yellow
Y al darles el sol la espalda
And turning their backs to the sun
Revolotean las faldas
The skirts are fluttering
Bajo un manto de guirnaldas
Under a mantle of garlands
Para que el cielo no vea
So that the sky does not see
En la noche de San Juan
On the night of Saint John
Cómo comparten su pan
How they share their bread
Su tortilla y su gabán
His/her omelette and his/her coat
Gentes de cien mil raleas
People of a hundred thousand kinds
Que allí os espero si queréis venir
That I will wait for you there if you want to come
Pues cae la noche y ya se van
Well, night falls and they are already leaving
Nuestras miserias a dormir
Our miseries to sleep
Vamos subiendo la cuesta
We are going up the hill
Que arriba mi calle
What is up my street
Se vistió de fiesta
She dressed up for the party
Hoy el noble y el villano
Today the noble and the villain
El prohombre y el gusano
The great man and the worm
Bailan y se dan la mano
They dance and shake hands
Sin importarles la facha
Regardless of their appearance
Juntos los encuentra el sol
Together the sun finds them
A la sombra de un farol
In the shadow of a lantern
Empapados en alcohol
Soaked in alcohol
Abrazando a una muchacha
Hugging a girl
Y con la resaca a cuestas
And with the hangover on my shoulders
Vuelve el pobre a su pobreza
The poor returns to his poverty
Vuelve el rico a su riqueza
The rich returns to his wealth
Y el señor cura a sus misas
And the priest at his masses
Se despertó el bien y el mal
Good and evil woke up
La pobre vuelve al portal
The poor woman returns to the doorway
La rica vuelve al rosal
The rich one returns to the rosebush
Y el avaro a las divisas
And the miser to the currencies
El sol nos dice que llegó el final
The sun tells us that the end has come
Por una noche se olvidó
For one night she forgot
Que cada uno es cada cual
That each one is his own person
Vamos bajando la cuesta
We are going down the slope
Que arriba en mi calle
What is up on my street
Se acabó la fiesta
The party is over
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