I'll alone with my pain
Alone goes my conviction
Running is my destiny
To outwit the law
Lost in the heart
Of the great babylon
They tell me the clandestine
For not carry any papers*
To some northern city
I went looking for work
I left my life behind
Between Ceuta and Gibraltar
I am a stripe on the sea,
A ghost in the city
My way of life is prohibited
Said the authorities
I'll alone with my pain
Alone goes my conviction
Running is my destiny
Per not carry with a document
Lost in the heart
Of the big babylon
They tell me the clandestine
I'm the law breaker
Black hand, clandestine
Peruvian, clandestine
African, clandestine
Illegal marijuana