Rey Sin Palacio

My crown is made of clay and pain
The power of gold despises me
Without palace, love, or fortune
I am king for the neighborhood where I cry

I have seen the towers of the world
Falling to pieces on the ground
Poverty is a deep abyss
But it is found close to the sky

Everyone shouts 'commoner' at me
Disdain covers my forehead
But the sun does not hide in my kingdom
Despite what people say

I am the king of poverty, but in my soul there is
No pride and much less sadness

I am a king born without a palace
Misfortune is wealth to me
If they see me crying in the streets
It's because I carry nobility in my blood

Everyone shouts 'commoner' at me
Disdain covers my forehead
But the sun does not hide in my kingdom
Despite what people say