| 1 Ahora, en cambio, se burlan de mí | muchachos más jóvenes que yo, | a cuyos padres no habría permitido | estar entre los perros de mi rebaño. | 1 But now, those younger in years scorn me, whose fathers I would not have seen fit to place with the dogs of my flock, |
| 2 La fuerza de sus brazos no les servía, | carentes como estaban de vigor. | 2 the strength of whose hands was nothing to me, and they were considered unworthy of life itself. |
| 3 Consumidos por el hambre y la miseria, | andaban royendo por la estepa, | de noche, en desolada soledad. | 3 They were barren from poverty and hunger; they gnawed in solitude, layered with misfortune and misery. |
| 4 Recogían armuelle entre las matas, | se alimentaban de raíces de retama. | 4 And they chewed grass and the bark from trees, and the root of junipers was their food. |
| 5 Expulsados de la vida en sociedad, | ahuyentados lo mismo que ladrones, | 5 They took these things from the steep valleys, and when they discovered one of these things, they rushed to the others with a cry. |
| 6 vivían en taludes de barrancas, | en grutas y grietas de la roca. | 6 They lived in the parched desert and in caves underground or above the rocks. |
| 7 Lanzaban aullidos en la maleza, | apretujados debajo de espinos, | 7 They rejoiced among these kinds of things, and they considered it delightful to be under thorns. |
| 8 ¡gente canalla y sin nombre, | arrojada a golpes del país! | 8 These are the sons of foolish and base men, not even paying any attention to the land. |
| 9 Pero ahora me sacan coplas, | soy el tema de sus burlas; | 9 Now I become their song, and I have been made into their proverb. |
| 10 me aborrecen, me abandonan | y aun me escupen cuando paso. | 10 They loathe me, and so they flee far from me, and they are not reluctant to spit in my face. |
| 11 Dios me ha debilitado y afligido, | por eso me humillan sin reparo. | 11 For he has opened his quiver and has afflicted me, and he has placed a bridle in my mouth. |
| 12 A mi derecha se alza gente canalla | que hace que mis pasos vacilen, | que prepara la forma de exterminarme. | 12 Immediately, upon rising, my calamities rise up to the right. They have overturned my feet and have pressed me down along their way like waves. |
| 13 Deshacen mi sendero, | trabajan en mi ruina, | nadie los detiene. | 13 They have diverted my journeys; they have waited to ambush me, and they have prevailed, and there was no one who might bring help. |
| 14 Irrumpen por una amplia brecha; | erguido pido auxilio en la asamblea. | 14 They have rushed upon me, as when a wall is broken or a gate opened, and they have been pulled down into my miseries. |
| 15 Se desatan contra mí los terrores, | se llevan como aire mi dignidad, | como nube se esfuma mi prestigio. | 15 I have been reduced to nothing. You have taken away my desire like a wind, and my health has passed by like a cloud. |
| 16 Entretanto mi vida se diluye: | me atenazan días de aflicción, | 16 But now my soul withers within myself, and the days of affliction take hold of me. |
| 17 la noche me taladra los huesos, | pues no duerme el dolor que me roe. | 17 At night, my bone is pierced with sorrows, and those who feed on me, do not sleep. |
| 18 Me agarra violento por la ropa, | me ahoga con el cuello de la túnica, | 18 By the sheer number of them my clothing is worn away, and they have closed in on me like the collar of my coat. |
| 19 me arroja por tierra, en el fango, | confundido con el barro y la ceniza. | 19 I have been treated like dirt, and I have been turned into embers and ashes. |
| 20 Te pido auxilio, y no respondes; | me presento ante ti, y no lo adviertes. | 20 I cry to you, and you do not heed me. I stand up, and you do not look back at me. |
| 21 Te has convertido en mi verdugo | y me atacas con tu brazo musculoso. | 21 You have changed me into hardness, and, with the hardness of your hand, you oppose me. |
| 22 Me levantas a lomos del viento, | sacudido a merced del huracán. | 22 You have lifted me up, and, placing me as if on the wind, you have thrown me down powerfully. |
| 23 Ya sé que me devuelves a la muerte, | donde todos los vivos se dan cita. | 23 I know that you will hand me over to death, where a home has been established for all the living. |
| 24 ¿No tendí yo la mano al afligido | que me pedía ayuda en la desgracia? | 24 Truly, then, you do not extend your hand in order to consume them, and if they fall down, you will save them. |
| 25 ¿No lloré por el que vive en la penuria?, | ¿no mostré compasión por el pobre? | 25 Once, I wept over him who was afflicted, and my soul had compassion on the poor. |
| 26 Esperaba la dicha, me vino el fracaso; | anhelaba la luz, llegó la oscuridad. | 26 I expected good things, but evil things have come to me. I stood ready for light, yet darkness burst forth. |
| 27 Me hierven las entrañas sin cesar, | enfrentado a días de aflicción. | 27 My insides have seethed, without any rest, for the days of affliction have prevented it. |
| 28 Mi vida es sombría, sin sol; | pido auxilio, de pie, en la asamblea. | 28 I went forth mourning, without anger, and rising up, I cried out in confusion. |
| 29 Me he vuelto hermano de chacales, | comparto la amistad con avestruces. | 29 I was the brother of snakes, and the companion of ostriches. |
| 30 Mi piel ha quedado ennegrecida, | mis huesos arden por la fiebre. | 30 My skin has become blackened over me, and my bones have dried up because of the heat. |
| 31 Mi lira está afinada para el duelo, | mi flauta acompaña a plañideros. | 31 My harp has been turned into mourning, and my pipes have been turned into a voice of weeping. |