There is no tribulation in store for you, there is no crow with sinister designs on your eyeballs, no vulture has been assigned the indigestible chore of tucking into your liver morning, noon, and night.
Non te espera ningunha proba, ningún corvo quere sacarche os ollos, a ningún voitre se lle aplicou o indixesto castigo... de vir a comer o teu fígado mañá, tarde e noite.