UN RICCO E UN POVERO Lyrics (English Translation) – Geolier

Read the full UN RICCO E UN POVERO (English Translation) lyrics by Geolier from the album TUTTO È POSSIBILE – Geolier along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Geolier’s music, you can also explore CANZONE D’AMORE and ARCOBALENO, two other songs by Geolier.

[Verse 1]
A rich man said to a poor one:
“How do you cope when the rain comes down?”
Sometimes it pours so hard the water seeps beneath the bridges
“How do you soothe a child when they cry?”
“How do you manage when nothing shows up at the weekend’s end
And you promised your child that Saturday you’d take them to the sea?”
Life’s a chase after dreams
Following instinct, not knowing where they lie
And an emptiness grows too deep to fill when a mother is lost in life
This glass on the floor holds no coins, only rainwater
So why don’t you pick it up and take it from the one who holds it?
The rich look over their shoulders, yeah
The poor man answers without thinking: the rain’s the lesser evil
So the rich man shields himself with an umbrella
And the poor one sits beneath the doorway
Then the poor man looks him in the eyes
And says: “Why, for you, must being poor mean something?”
The problem’s thinking you’re poor just because you’ve no money
And then you die
When life makes every day feel boring
The poor have no bed
The rich do, but they can’t sleep
Everything today comes with a price
Every day is a bitter moment
Every cloud has a hole
Through which you can still see the light

[Chorus]
One day you’ll see the sky explode
And an angel will descend
The soul loses itself because
We cover our wrists with watches, bracelets, handcuffs
Hugged tight, we stay alert to the wind
And all our life slips by distracted
With nothing, with little, with too much, maybe somehow we manage
I thought there was something in the sky to find

There’s nothing to find until you find yourself

[Verse 2]
Life is made of habitats
When you have one, your body adjusts
Children searching for their meal
Fathers and mothers searching for a grip
When you’ve always eaten with thanks
When you’ve always cherished a hug
Notice, those who’ve known hunger
When they eat, no plate is left behind
For a rich man and a poor man, usually
They talk often, they understand quickly
When the rich man sleeps, he dreams
While the poor man still wrestles nightmares
When the rich man says:
“So what is it that really sets us apart?”
The poor man rises, angry, tears flowing, and says:
“So you wanna know how I feel today?
My child told me they’re not happy
Because in their class all the other kids already have phones
And everyone’s comparing themselves”
The seaside days, all the family, all captured in photos
The newest model of every shoe
And they don’t take the bus home
So what am I? What do I have? What am I worth?
The rich man sits close and whispers something he never forgot:
“Those who grow up without lacking anything will find that everything is a lack
Those who grow up already longing will one day have it all”

[Chorus]
One day you’ll see the sky explode
And an angel will descend
The soul loses itself because
We cover our wrists with watches, bracelets, handcuffs
Hugged tight, we stay alert to the wind
And all our life slips by distracted
With nothing, with little, with too much, maybe somehow we manage
I thought there was something in the sky to find
There’s nothing to find until you find yourself