Crosby Stills Nash And Young - These Empty Days lyrics

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!"