The nights grow cold, my search for gold
Is leading nowhere
Whichever lonely road I take

It seems to go where
It's a fight to survive just until tomorrow
How can I display what I know I'm worthy of

When they turn me away

The doors are closed to such as I

A boy from nowhere
But not to those who merely buy the right
to go where

They'll be met with respect, not humiliation
A man's place on earth
I have come to realize

Is decided by birth

So what's the future

No matter where I go I will still belong...
In Andalusia
Where we don't know where the next penny's coming from

Something's wrong

I'm bound to Spain, I won't remain

A boy from nowhere
There has to be a place for me
And I must go where


I don't fantasize unlike a million others
Not a man alive

Had to beg or steal or fight more than me to survive

So what's the future

No matter where I go I will still belong...
In Andalusia
Where good honest men grow weak and the rich grow strong

Something's wrong

Another dawn, another boy

A boy from nowhere
My destiny will guarantee
I'll only go where


It's a fight to survive just until tomorrow
One more mouth to feed

And the way things are round here,
That's the last thing they need