De Qué Me Presumes

What are you bragging about, rich and vain, if we are the same
Even with your money, you also have sorrows, you also have troubles
Your wealth doesn't make you immune to sadness
And poverty unites me more and more with my people

Your lifestyle, the pressure increases and takes away your calm
I live peacefully with faith in my heart and peace in my soul
You have employees who watch your back for a few pesos
And I have friends who would give their lives for me without a penny

Your house is huge but it ends where the wall is
And I have a mountain that I don't explore in several weeks
You have a pool with crystal clear water to cool off
The river where I bathe, I don't know where it begins or ends

And rich or poor
The honors are always the same, buddy
Freddy Burbano

You waste your time and neglect your life in search of fortune
While I enjoy singing at night under the moonlight
You live in anguish thinking your finances might fall

I thank heaven if I have enough to eat for the day I live
You fall asleep dreaming of hearing sirens chasing criminals
While I am lulled by the serene night and the cricket's song
You set ten alarms and wake up trembling at midnight

I sleep peacefully with legs stretched out and the door open
Realize that even if you have gold and I have copper
Look inside, say who is rich and who is poor
If in the end, when our bodies turn to dust in the grave
There will be nothing I lack or you have in excess

Realize that even if you have gold and I have copper
Look inside, say who is rich and who is poor
If in the end, when our bodies turn to dust in the grave
There will be nothing I lack or you have in excess
There will be nothing I lack or you have in excess