Relatos de Una Historia

I know I can't win
But I feel that without you there is no peace
You keep your gaze as you see me pass by
Tell me, Aïcha, what can I give you?

Aïcha, Aïcha, set me free
Aïcha, Aïcha, love me
Aïcha, Aïcha, respect me
Aïcha, Aïcha, love me

The sin of being Africans in Madrid
I opened my eyes to see
That the sun doesn't reach here

The sin of being ebony, blood, and ivory
If you look beneath their skin
There is the same heart

Hey, hey, hey, hey, you do me so much good
Hey, hey, hey, hey, you do me so much good

Love forged by wanting
Silence in the heart
Love that understands there's no need to hide
That now it's only for the two of them

Hey, hey, hey, hey, you do me so much good
Hey, hey, hey, hey, you do me so much

Do not touch, danger of death
Oh, do not touch the shins and the skull
They make me doubt, they make me go further
Seeing you run, seeing you ask me for more

You do me so much good
You do me so much good
You do me so much good
You do me so much good

You do me so much good
You do me so much good
You do me so much good
You do me so much good

I will stay (aunt, without your joy)
I will stay (I'll be a loser)
I will stay
I will stay alone

I will stay (aunt, without your worth)
I will stay (I'll fall hard)
I will stay
I will stay alone

You almost never dance
You almost never dance
I will stay alone

You almost never dance
You almost never dance
I will stay alone

You almost never dance
You almost never dance
I will stay alone

You almost never dance
You almost never dance
You almost never dance