The Sun woke me up this morning How pleasant is to feel its shining on my face These streets taught me how not to be I can see in your eyes that deep inside You envy me I am always door to door Under Sun and rain Suddenly a son of a lord Unintentionally touched my hand In his eyes, it was easy to see Society emptiness I'm not quite sure about this But I think he envies me He realizes real treasure in life's Meaning is not to have This is the song of a beggar Begging for life You will be measured by who you are This is the song of a beggar Begging for life What matters is who you are