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