Balada del desarraigo
M-Clan
Ballad of Uprooting
The invisible tongues
of the guardian angel
lick my cheeks
carress my back
When the world is cruel
and everything is getting worse
When I need something
more than a song
And I don't feel alone
the cold mud cleanses me
and the wind behind your voice
The lady of the shipwrecks
protects me in the storm
closes my eyelids
she asks for no reward
And even though the storm
will take me away from you
I won't cry
I prefer to smile
And I don't feel alone
the cold mud cleanses me
and the wind behind your voice
