I want to tell you my story
That nobody has ever been told
There were few good moments
And there were many bad moments
Santa Claus never gave me presents
I only had a guitar without strings
I learned about fake friends
I learned to ignore the ungrateful
But I always walked with my feet on the ground
Because I didn't have shoes
Suffering was my lot in life
Crying when I didn't even have tears
But I always knew that my luck would come
The kid from the neighborhood
When there was no bread for breakfast
When there was no car, I was walking
Before, I felt like the owner of everything
Now I'm the same fool with money and fame
Now those who weren't looking at me yesterday look at me
Now the same ones who were ignoring me are throwing themselves at me
Before, I was losing, I was never winning
And now in this game, I'm the missing piece
But my father watches over me from above
And on the right path he guides me
And I only ask him to give me health
And blessings for my family
Now I have people who hate me
Now I have people who love me
They say that men like me
They're neither forgotten nor die
Suffering was my lot in life
Crying when I didn't even have tears
But I always knew that my luck would come
The kid from the neighborhood