Clandestino

I only go with my sorrow
Alone goes my sentence
Running is my destiny
To evade the law

Lost in the heart
Of the great Babylon
They call me the clandestine
For not carrying papers

To a city in the north
I went to work
I left my life
Between Ceuta and Gibraltar

I am a line in the sea
Ghost in the city
My life is forbidden
Says the authority

I only go with my sorrow
Alone goes my sentence
Running is my destiny
For not carrying papers

Lost in the heart
Of the great Babylon
They call me the clandestine
I am the lawbreaker

Clandestine Black Hand
Clandestine Peruvian
Clandestine African
Illegal marijuana

I only go with my sorrow
Alone goes my sentence
Running is my destiny
To evade the law
Lost in the heart
Of the great Babylon
They call me the clandestine
For not carrying papers

Clandestine Algerian
Clandestine Nigerian
Clandestine Bolivian
Illegal Black Hand