No Soy de Aquí Ni Soy de Allá

I love the sun, Alicia, and the doves
A good cigar and the bad ladies
Jumping over walls and opening windows
And when a woman cries

I love wine as much as flowers
And rabbits but not tractors
And homemade bread and Dolores's voice
And the sea soaking my feet

I'm not from here, nor from there
I have no age or future
And being happy is my identity's color

I'm not from here, nor from there
I have no age or future
And being happy is my identity's color

I love lying around on the sand
And chasing Manuela on my bike
And hearing the piano when it plays violet
And the pen on the paper

I'm not from here, nor from there
I have no age or future
And being happy is my identity's color

I'm not from here, nor from there
I have no age or future
And being happy is my identity's color