To Ronald Reagan

the Death of a Son Of a Bitch

poem by Mario Benedetti

The SOBs they live a long time, but one day they die

To Ronald Reagan

Obituary with Hurrah!

Let's celebrate it

Come everybody

The innocents

Those who have been hurt and cry during the night

Those who dream during the day

Those who suffer in their bodies

Those who keep ghosts

Those who walk barefoot

Those who curse the gods and burn with passion

The frozen poor

Those who love somebody

Those who never forget

Let's celebrate!

Come everybody

The unscrupulous is dead

The dark soul is over

The thieve

The pig

Is done forever

Hurrah!

Come everybody

We will celebrate

Let's not say

Death

Always erases everything

Purifies everything

Any day

Death

Does not erase anything

The scars

Always remain

The imbecile is dead

Let's celebrate

We will not cry as if just by habit

Let those like him cry

And swallow their own tears

The great monster is finished

Done forever

We shall celebrate

And we will not be shy

Do not believe that this one

Is just another dead man

Let's celebrate

Let's not be timid

Don't forget that this one

Is a dead son of a bitch

translated by Carlos Miguel Silva

Spanish original at: http://www.rebelion.org/imperio/040610benedetti.htm