Traducir a
It's up to some in Gambia
And others in Beijing
And I had to be born
In Madrid
And it's not a trauma
not a pride for me
Why didn't they let me choose?
¡Oh! Madrid
A city of tar
Iron, cement and glass
In Madrid
long shadows fall
Of buildings above me
Under my feet I feel Madrid grow
¡Oh! Madrid
It's gotten so big
and so small for me
That there is only room
To come and go through Madrid
and you will not survive
If you don't run on gas
In Madrid
Some people can't take it
I no longer know how to breathe without smoke
Some people
Some people
Some people
can't take it
I no longer know how to breathe without smoke in Madrid
It's up to some in Gambia
And others in Beijing
And it's my turn to be born
In Madrid
It's up to some in Gambia
And others in Beijing
And it's my turn to be born
In Madrid
