Causa - Taifa Yallah, Dellafuente

Siete mil kilómetro' en lo' pie'

Soy to' lo' camino' que pisé

To' lo' mare' en que desemboqué

To' la' cosa' que sacrifiqué

Mil historia' ardiendo que mojé

Pa' intentar curar lo que maté

Ignorar que soy to' lo que odié

Callo' en el cerebro y en la piel

No sobra el tiempo, ni nos moldea el viento

Mil fogone' ardiendo, en un lugar dentro de mí

Aquí no nos sobra el tiempo, ni nos moldea el viento

Mil fogone' ardiendo, en un lugar dentro de mí

Mira si seré torpe, que no recuerdo aquello que fui

Aquello que fui

Mira si seré pobre, que me bastas pa' vivir

Pa' vivir

A grito' y porrazo', la noche se va muriendo

Yo sigo con mi' paso' caminando entre lo' sueño'

A grito' y porrazo', la noche se va muriendo

Yo sigo con mi' paso' caminando entre lo' sueño'

Seven thousand kilometers on foot

I am to' the' road' that I stepped on

To' lo' mare' in which I ended up

To' the' thing' that I sacrificed

A thousand stories 'burning that I wet

To try to cure what I killed

Ignore that I am everything I hated

Callo' in the brain and in the skin

There is no time left, nor does the wind shape us

Thousand fogone' burning, in a place inside me

Here we do not have plenty of time, nor does the wind shape us

Thousand fogone' burning, in a place inside me

Look if I'll be clumsy, I don't remember what I was

what i was

Look if I will be poor, that you are enough for me to live

to live

A shout and a blow, the night is dying

I continue with my 'step' walking between the 'dream'

A shout and a blow, the night is dying

I continue with my 'step' walking between the 'dream'