Extranjero

You, who left one morning without knowing where you were going
A name, an address, a ship to America
Closed in a coat, a kiss for Angelica
You, who left all that
Thinking it was just a dream
And a tear on the face of the one who loved you so much

A nearly empty suitcase
Like many others, you were also leaving
And that moment you will never forget
And you, who left with the wind almost dying inside
But unable to shed a single tear
Watching the hands waving goodbye

You, who worked so hard and rested so little
Years of your life dreaming of returning
While the flower in the buttonhole withers
You, who dreamed of coming back
You, who dreamed of having a country house with a pool
The latest Mercedes Benz, the tailor-made suit
Surely, Angelica would be waiting

You, who left with the wind almost dying inside
But unable to shed a single tear
Watching the hands waving goodbye
Foreigner all your life like a foreigner
With the accent of a foreigner
And that long-awaited day after many years passed

You arrived unannounced at the starting point
With your hands betraying life
Your mother, barely recognizable in a foreign dawn
No one recognized you at first
Children running, shouting 'foreigner' in broad daylight
And you wonder what your homeland will be

A foreigner will never have a homeland
And you, who left with the wind now truly dying inside
Crying for everything you had never cried before
Watching the longed-for things disappear
Foreigner, you will be a foreigner all your life
With the accent of a foreigner