Rico Yo

I know what I'm made of and nothing changes me
That's why your slander slides off me

And poor you who have to wait in line
To pay the electricity, your future is sinister
Rich me who enjoys the sun
I light up with a lock of hair and a felt hat
Poor you who have the money
To cure an illness and let yourself die
Rich me who only has the sky
And a God who heals me so I can live

Poor you whose diet is fruits
Meats and animals and linen coats
Rich me who eats what I find
Bread is meat and water is wine
Poor you who have the money
And give two percent for believing in Jesus
Rich me who is a 'repobrete'
I give my tithe, I know it's my light

Poor thing who plants apples and harvests lemons
Rich me who plants a word and a thousand songs are born

I kept a sea of tears in my eyes to cry for my mom
But with your deceit, you finished me, there are no tears to cry
Oh, I kept a sea of tears in my eyes to cry for my mom
But with your deceit, you killed me, there are no tears to cry

Oh, poor you who have a new love
And doubt kills you and you never believe in it
Rich me who if I have a love, I give her my keys
I know she is faithful to me
Poor you who don't know who I am
Who see me at your steps and talk behind my back
Rich me who lives for today
People see me and immediately embrace me

Poor thing who plants apples and harvests lemons
Rich me who plants a word and a thousand songs are born

I kept a sea of tears in my eyes to cry for my mom
But with your deceit, you killed me, there are no tears to cry, oh
And I kept a sea of tears in my eyes to cry for my mom
But with your deceit, you killed me, there are no tears to cry

Rest my soul
Rest my life and
Rest my soul