Pobre Los Ricos

Poor the rich who have so much
They don't even know what they don't have
They lack dreams, they lack desire
They lack time, they lack soul
They are afraid of losing something
They are overweight, they have an extra belly
They lack the time of hope
They miss the morning air
They lack the wind on their faces
They have too much of everything and they have nothing

I don't have anything
And I have, I have everything
I am rich in dreams
And poor, poor in gold
And what do I care if with the money
I don't buy friends
Neither loves, nor moons
Neither souls nor suns

I don't have anything
And I have, I have everything
I am rich in dreams
And poor poor in gold
And what do I care if with the money
I don't buy friends
Neither loves, nor moons
Neither souls nor suns

How lucky I am to be so poor
I have too many skies, I have too many suns
I have enough sleep to dream it
And the hope of making them happen
I have more than enough energy to sing to you
I have enough kisses to kiss you
Well, I have all the time in the world
Because I have every second left over
All of mine is shared
All mine are my friends

I don't have anything
And I have, I have everything
I am rich in dreams
And poor, poor in gold
And what do I care if with the money
I don't buy friends
Neither loves, nor moons
Neither souls nor suns

I don't have anything
And I have, I have everything
I am rich in dreams
And poor, poor in gold
And what do I care if with the money
I don't buy friends
Neither loves, nor moons
Neither souls nor suns

I don't have anything
And I have, I have everything
I am rich in dreams
And poor, poor in gold
And what do I care if with the money
I don't buy friends
Neither loves, nor moons
Neither souls nor suns