i have a simple point of view
no obsessions i pursue
i'm a poor man, though i do not need a thing

i have a wealth of another kind
opulence is state of mind
i'm a poor man, with a fortune of a king

all that i cherish, what i hold
precious to me is not gold
treasures of the heart
cannot be bought, cannot be sold

chorus:
no i am a pauper in paradise
though i have nothing, i don't complain/(i have it all)
i am a pauper in paradise
better this than a king in chains

ihave no treasure more revered
than the life i've persevered
i'm a poor man, with the fortune of a king

all that i've wanted all i've yearned
is the piece of mind i've earned
measures of the heart
cannot be taught, cannot be learned

repeat chorus

repeat chorus (x2)