Niño Pobre
Luis Chocobar
Poor Child
Wanders the streets alone
Looking for a friend
But no one comes close
They know he's a Poor Child
He has a sad little face
No longer believes in the Three Wise Men
So many years they failed him
His heart made of clay
Poor parents, poor brother
Poor uncle, poor grandparents
Poor teacher, poor school
Oh, what a Poor Child
Oh, don't cry Poor Child, it's not manly
Oh, don't cry, everyone will laugh
Oh, if you cry too much, they will harm you
Poor Child
(Recited)
How different the world would be for you
If on every street, on every corner
Someone reached out a hand to you
How different the world would be for you
And your heart of clay
Would believe again in those old Three Wise Men
How different the world would be for you
If you hadn't been born
Poor Child
Oh, don't cry Poor Child, it's not manly
Oh, don't cry, everyone will laugh
Oh, if you cry too much, they will harm you
Poor Child
Poor parents, poor brother
Poor uncle, poor grandparents
Poor teacher, poor school
Oh, what a Poor Child
Poor parents, poor brother
Poor uncle, poor grandparents
Poor teacher, poor school
Oh, what a Poor Child
Oh, what a Poor Child
Oh, what a Poor Child
