Causas Perdidas
Nena Daconte
Lost Causes
I was born in a country split from north to south
With irreconcilable differences, I grew up
I tried to find the truth
To seek out equality
In friends born in different cradles
From different tongues with no god or future
Without regrets dressed in the wind
Even giving my life for you
Time to retreat.
Stop listening to the lessons
From strangers
Teachers of nothing
Back to Madrid, twentieth century
Rolling off the edge
Surrendering to guilt
And to penance
Finding my destiny
Betting it all
Dying for causes
That now seem lost
Finding my destiny
Betting it all
Losing my innocence
Going too far away from here
Relativizing every step I took
Sneaking into the neighborhood
Forgetting my past
Letting them spit in my face
Even in my own home
Until the evidence
Of my faithful defeat
Took its toll
Wrapped in madness
With a cruel appearance
Time to retreat.
Stop listening to the lessons
From strangers
Teachers of nothing
Back to Madrid, twentieth century
Rolling off the edge
Surrendering to guilt
And to penance
Finding my destiny
Betting it all
Dying for causes
That now seem lost
Finding my destiny
Betting it all
Dying for causes
That now seem lost
Finding my destiny
Betting it all
I was born in a country split from north to south