I am a singer
Of love and life
I sing about poverty,
About exile
For lovers
Who have a fire (in their hearts)
I tell people's longing
And when I sing, I cry
Because I'm aching
And born in poverty
I am a singer
Of love and life
The hurt ones that have a soul love me
And all those who suffer injustice in life
I tell people's longing
And when I sing, I cry
Because I'm aching
And born in poverty