Is it difficult to allay
The bestial counterpart of life
What demur is there from the city
When rest is nothing more than a convivial treaty
The coterie of metal whisper to each other
The effrontery words in my burnt ears
Embellished with smoke of hard labor
No matter how ephemeral it is, labor is slavery with a new name
Felicitous instrument take my labor away
So that I may become a man and not a slave
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