Levanta la frente. No escondas la cara.
Enjuga tus lágrimas, échate a reír.
No tengas vergüenza, a tu rostro aclara;
¿por qué tanta pena?, ¿por qué tal sufrir?
Ya sé que tu falta será para el mundo
escándalo, risa, placer y baldón;
mas yo soy tu hermano, y al ser juez me fundo
según los dictados que da el corazón.

No es falta la falta de dar luz a un niño:
la ley de dar frutos es ley de la flor...
No peca quien brinda la fe del cariño,
ni es crimen el darse confiada al amor.
Malvado es el hombre que infiere la ofensa;
infame es el hombre que bebe y se va,
y deja en la fuente, la flor y no piensa,
no piensa siquiera que un ser nacerá.

Acércate, hermana; no llores, no temas;
la ley de ser madre es ley natural;
las madres son diosas con santas diademas,
ya cumplan o violen la norma legal.
La madre casada, la madre soltera...
son todas iguales: son una, no dos;
lo nieguen las leyes, lo niegue quien quiera,
¡son todas iguales delante de Dios!

¡No llores, hermana!... Ya ves... te comprendo.
De nada te culpo, mi afecto te doy;
mi casa, mis brazos, mis puños te ofrendo;
del hijo que traes cual padre ya soy.
No temas, hermana; tendrás mis ahorros,
tendrás todo aquello que aquí dentro ves...
Tu buena cuñada me dio dos cachorros;
de cuenta haré, hermana, que ya tengo tres.

English translation

Raise your forehead. Don't hide your face.
Wipe away your tears, burst into laughter.
Don't be ashamed, make it clear to your face;
Why so much sorrow, why such suffering?
I know that your fault will be for the world
scandal, laughter, pleasure, and reproach;
but I am your brother, and in being a judge I am founded
according to the dictates of the heart.

The failure to give birth to a child is not a fault:
the law of bearing fruit is the law of the flower.....
He does not sin who gives the faith of affection,
nor is it a crime to give oneself confidently to love.
Wicked is the man who inflicts offense;
infamous is the man who drinks and goes away,
and leaves in the fountain, the flower and does not think,
he does not even think that a being will be born.

Come closer, sister; do not weep, do not fear;
the law of being a mother is natural law;
Mothers are goddesses with holy diadems,
whether they fulfill or violate the legal norm.
The married mother, the unmarried mother?
are all equal: they are one, not two;
whether the laws deny it, whoever denies it,
they are all equal before God!

Don't cry, sister! You see... I understand you.
I blame you for nothing, I give you my affection;
my house, my arms, my fists I offer you;
I offer you my house, my arms, my fists; the son you bring as a father I am already a father.
Fear not, sister; you shall have my savings,
you shall have all that you see here inside...
Your good sister-in-law gave me two puppies;
I'll make an account, sister, that I already have three.