You tell me that I am no princess

You tell me that I am no princess;

You are also not descended from the Spanish throne.

No, my dear fellow, you get up at cock's crow,

You ride to the field, and not in a state carriage.

You mock me for my lowliness,

But poverty does not harm nobility.

You jeer, that I am wanting crown and coat-of-arms,

And you yourself only ride on Shank's pony!