Vida de Pobre

I believe in luck but I have an impression
That the poor only move forward with a stumble or a push
Hey folks, hey my brother
The poor only move forward with a stumble or a push

The rich live in a bright house
The poor live in a shack in the dark
While the rich lay on a reclined bed
The poor lay on a hard wooden bed

The rich sleep with wide open windows
The dogs take over the mansion
The poor live in a cornered shack
Worried about the thief's visit