El Pobre

Familiar melody
stolen from somewhere (no point in denying)
The song plays on the radio, plays inside you
perfect for traveling, for working
Either way, it cheers you up
and even though you don't know English (I'll never learn)
you put the lyrics that your mind imagines
from what you already know
Maybe it could be, what surrounds you is what you want to hear, you hear it
And you're lost among the marks on your hands
you look at your clothes and what others wear
you look at the girl you can never have
and the guy who sniffs glue while traveling on the train
Maybe it could be, what surrounds you is what you want, you hear it
A little luck for the poor
A little luck for the poor (yeah, luck for the poor)...