I am here injustly imprisoned
in a cell.
The police are accusing me of which I don't understand.
They say that human rights
are going to help me
But here I do not see any humans, just
pure sons of *******
They are kicking me in the testicles
kicking my feet
They are drowning me in the dirt, drowning my faith.
I 'm a but a bag of bones, completely destroyed.
I can't move
My face is completely covered in blood,
I can't even see.
All of the beatings that have given me,
I don't feel the pain.
Pain is what emerges when I think of think of my woman...
They have taken her off of this earth.
Pain is not holding her delicate hand,
not having her hand here.
Pain, love, where is my woman?
Pain, love, where is my woman oh...
My body is separating from my mind, it wants to escape.
To imagine, to dream of flying very very high
to be taken right to you
I 'm going to turn into a bird
turn into a bird
I 'm having wings
My feathers are coming out.
Crossing the bars
Flying to the horizon
Getting to you
Pain, love, where is my lady?
Pain, love, where is my lady?
Pain, love, where is my lady?
Pain, love, where is my lad