Submitted by n_n in Music (edited )

Alone I go with my grief

Alone my curse goes

Runaway is my destiny

To fool the law

Lost in the heart

Of the big Babylon

They call me the clandestine

For not carrying papers

To a northern city

I went to work

I left my life

Between Ceuta and Gibraltar

I am a line in the sea

A ghost in the city

My life is forbidden

Says the authority

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Alone I go with my grief

Alone my curse goes

Runaway is my destiny

For not carrying papers

Lost in the heart

Of the big Babylon

They call me the clandestine

I'm the lawbreaker

Black Hand, clandestine

Peruvian, clandestine

African, clandestine

Marijuana, illegal

Alone I go with my grief

Alone my curse goes

Runaway is my destiny

To fool the law

Lost in the heart

Of the big Babylon

They call me the clandestine

For not carrying papers

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