Black beans on the stove, malta in my hands Tears in Alba's eyes as she dreams of a far away land "I've been stripped of my country, I've been spit on by my race" I said "It'll be okay!" as I wiped a tear from her face And she said "No quieroir la mentira que vivo aqui!" "Yo quiero volver a mi pais!" "You'll never know the pain that I feel inside I've been stripped of my country and robbed of my pride I don't know where I'm gonna go but I don't belong here!"