black beans on the stove, malta in my hand,
tears in alba's eyes as she dreams of a far away land
"i've been stripped from my country, i've been spit on by
my race". i said, "it'll be okay" as i wiped a tear from her
face and she said" no quieroir la mentira que vivo aqui!"
"yo quiero volver a mi pais!" "you'll never know the pain
i feel inside, i've been striped from my country and robbed
of my pride". i don't know where i'm gonna go but i
don't belong here!