Damned and Pushed away
Deemed a traitor for not picking a side
The choice was never that easy
Told to forget my native tongue because a book claimed, that my ancestors needed freedom
Yet the blood of my people, was splattered on the ground
For being different
Not accepting lies
Still, when I visit the place that make up my other half
I am ridiculed for not having a grasp of what it means to be from these hallowed grounds
How much more of this fight can I take? Before I wish to expire
A looming choice that I know will backfire
No saint
No hero
Can save me
This is it
Make a choice
Nunca me olvide de donde soy
Pero nunca voy a dejar que me quiten, El orgullo!