Il testo della The boy from nowhere

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
There'll be men with respect not humiliation

A man's place on earth
I have come to realise 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 vow 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 fantasise, like a million others
Not a man alive
Had to beg or steal or fight for the need to survive

So what's the future?
No matter where i go, i will still belong
In andalusia
The good honest men grow weak and the rich grow strong
Something's wrong

Another dawn, another morn
A boy from nowhere
My destiny will guarantee that i must 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