Pobre dos Ricos

Poor of the rich who have so much
But what is so much money for?
They lack dreams
They lack will
They lack time and freedom
They live in fear of losing something
There is arrogance left, there is greed left
They lack time and hope
They lack the breeze and the morning sun
Poor of the rich who do not know all the magic of freedom

I have nothing and I have everything
I am rich in dreams and poor in gold
What does it matter if all this money
Does not buy friends, stars or true love

I am lucky because I am poor
I have spare time, I have spare dreams
I have plenty of dreams and determination
And a lot of hope to achieve
Beautiful songs to sing
Kisses so sweet to kiss
Because I have all the time in the world
Because I have every second to spare
All I have is shared
My wealth is my friends

I have nothing and I have everything
I am rich in dreams and poor in gold
What does it matter if all this money
Does not buy friends, stars or true love