T he sky is dark, stars are sparkling
It could be a wonderful night but my heart is crying
Tears are falling down slowly
And I’m suffering endlessly

No one knows the difficulties I have gone through
No one knows the bad things I had to do
But even if I am a poor man
People must take me as I am

When I lost my job, my friends prefered to forget me
They didn’t want to accept reality
That we all can fall into poverty
And we must fight against it incessantly

I have faith in a better world
Where all men would be happy
Because everybody would have something to eat
Because no one would have to sleep in the streets.