Nadie fué
El Otro Yo
Nobody Was
Ghosts of war breathing under the river
never did green mean hope for me
The cup shatters, it's your nightmare that speaks
and at night it turns my heart
Generations, black and white, my memory
freedom, crumpled with your blood, you're marked
I never saw blue in my own sky
never anything, nothing, never from you, nobody was
nobody was ..
