Pobres Dos Ricos

Poor two rich, who have so much
What is all that money for

Because they lack dreams, they lack will
They lack time and freedom

They live in fear of losing something
A lot of arrogance and a lot of greed

Lack time and hope
Lack joy and the morning sun

Poor rich, who without truth
Live life without freedom

I have nothing
But I have, I have everything
I am rich in dreams
And poor, poor in gold

Because it doesn't matter to me
Because just having money
I don't buy friends, stars
A true love

I am lucky, being poor
I have time left and I have dreams

Because I have the world in my hand
There are no sorrows or loneliness

Come to me, let's sing
Because it's never too late to dream

Because I have all the time in the world
Because I have every second left

Everything I have is shared
The best of life is friends