Freddie Aguilar - Pulubi (English translation)
His clothes are worn out
And his eyes are sullen
In his face alone you perceive poverty
All day long he is at the streets
Asking for little help
And oftentimes you despise and insult him
He is a beggar, whom you are despising
He is a beggar, a person just like you
And when the night comes
He doesn't have any shelter
In the cold of the surroundings, nowhere to escape from
When will you have mercy on him?
When will you try to understand him?
Only when it is too late, that you give him alms