Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Minimum Wage by Lila Downs from Spanish to English.
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Traveled seven hundred miles
Traveled seven hundred miles
Crossed the border to the States
Crossed the border to the States
With a plastic bottle running
With a plastic bottle running
Cross the desert in a shake
Cross the desert in a shake
Come to English only country
Come to English only country
Hidin' from the minutemen
Hidin' from the minutemen
Come to make this place my home
Come to make this place my home
Run a long, long way from then
Run a long, long way from then
Story of a lifetime for the minimum wage
Story of a lifetime for the minimum wage
Well, they chased me through the desert
Well, they chased me through the desert
Then the agents strapped me down
Then the agents strapped me down
Then they ask me why in Spanish
Then they ask me why in Spanish
Why you keep on comin' back?
Why you keep on comin' back?
When I left my dad in Jersey
When I left my dad in Jersey
And my sister in Des Moines
And my sister in Des Moines
They've been workin' in this country
They've been working in this country
Pickin' lettuce, washing floors
Pickin' lettuce, washing floors
Story of a lifetime for the minimum wage
Story of a lifetime for the minimum wage
Well, they raised me to eight dollars
Well, they raised me to eight dollars
'Cause I washed the dishes fast
'Cause I washed the dishes fast
Well, the boss, he got me workin'
Well, the boss, he got me workin'
On the porch and in the back
On the porch and in the back
Then I wash the dish and rinse it
Then I wash the dish and rinse it
Then I go home late and sleep
Then I go home late and sleep
Well, I need to be awake now
Well, I need to be awake now
'Cause I walk out in my sleep
'Cause I walked out in my sleep
When I see that black van comin'
When I see that black go comin'
Then I know I'm sure to run
Then I know I'm sure to run
Goddamn them agents caught me
Goddamn them agents caught me
Cuffed me on the spot
Cuffed me on the spot
For the minimum wage
For the minimum wage
No one forced the boss to hire me
No one forced the boss to hire me
But it's nearly been fifteen
But it's nearly been fifteen
When I left my baby cryin'
When I left my baby cryin'
With a promise in my skin
With a promise in my skin
On the outskirts of LA
On the outskirts of LA
I recite a native poem
I recite a native poem
Million hands, ten thousand years
Million hands, ten thousand years
It's the season for the crop
It's the season for the crop
It's my people doin' the pickin'
It's my people doin' the pickin'
In the valley of the dolls
In the valley of the dolls
It's a decent job to work at
It's a decent job to work at
Any day I'll take this job
Any day I'll take this job
Ethiopian, Colombian, Pakistani, Cantonese
Ethiopian, Colombian, Pakistani, Cantonese
Every man that I run into
Every man that I run into
All the kitchens on the strip
All the kitchens on the strip
And they're pluggin' in them hours
And they're pluggin' in them hours
Smilin' in their dreams
Smilin' in their dreams
They´re a long, long way from home now
They're a long, long way from home now
But they lookin' to be free
But they lookin' to be free
California, Alabama and Missouri, Oregon
California, Alabama and Missouri, Oregon
They been workin' like their fathers were
They been workin' like their fathers were
A long, long time ago
A long, long time ago
For the minimum wage for the minimum wage
For the minimum wage for the minimum wage
For the minimum wage
For the minimum wage
For, for, for, for the minimum wage
For, for, for, for the minimum wage
It's a bumpy road to ride in
It's a bumpy road to ride in
But I'll take it anytime
But I'll take it anytime
It's a bumpy road to take
It's a bumpy road to take
But I'll take it day
But I'll take it day
It's a bumpy road to take
It's a bumpy road to take
But I'll take it anytime
But I'll take it anytime
For the minimum wage
For the minimum wage
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