Muchacho Pobre
Meta Guacha
Poor Boy
I, who give my life for love
Today, I only have to suffer
I have a passion that is forbidden
Because I was born so poor
What fault do I have of being humble
I love her and I can't get her
If I want to give my love, why do I ask God
They deny me the right to be happy
The woman I adore so much
For whom I always cry, can't see me
She lives in wealth and I in poverty
And it can't be
She says she loves me but that her parents
Don't want our union
They say I'm worth nothing
That a poor boy has no heart
They say I'm worth nothing
That a poor boy has no heart.
