El Pobre Gamín

I'm just a poor kid
Who doesn't know what joy is
'Cause I've never known
The warmth of a home

Now that the holidays
Are here for Christmas
I know all the kids
Will get lots of gifts

I hope the new year
Brings me some prosperity
With faith, I ask the Savior
For the warmth of a home

For me, there are no toys
No fun, no bread
I only have some rags
That always stick with me

Now that the holidays
Are here for Christmas
I know all the kids
Will get lots of gifts

I hope the new year
Brings me some prosperity
With faith, I ask the Savior
For the warmth of a home