Muchacho Pobre

me for love
I give all my life
Today I only have to suffer
I have a passion
But it is prohibited
Why am I so poor?
I was born

What guilt do I have?
Be humble, I love her and not
I can get it because
If I can give,
My love I ask God
It denies me the way
To be happy

Lña woman who so much
I adore who always
I cry he can't see me
She lives in wealth
And I in poverty and not
Could be

She says she loves me
But that their
Parents don't want our
Love they say no
I'm worth nothing
a poor boy
He doesn't have a heart