Cuanto tienes eso lo que vales

How can I be happy, I wonder, and I can't find an answer
Being poor has made me suffer
Trading me for a few coins
The love I want, blinded by ambition and money
Not even pride has remained in me because I want to forget it and I can't

How much you have is what you're worth
If you're poor, you don't exist to anyone
I don't understand the law of life
It doesn't divide equally

How much you have is what you're worth

Only death is fair
Because it never treats anyone less
Poor or rich, it doesn't matter
It never sees social differences

How much you have is what you're worth
If you're poor, you don't exist to anyone
I don't understand the law of life
It doesn't divide equally