Nada particular [English translation]

I return injured and I don't know where to go

with my anger tired of existing

they have asked me to forget everything

whatever... nothing special

A life and to start again

I don't ask of you a fleeting nation

only a worthy embrace

whatever... nothing special

Sing and fly free

like the dove sings

Give me an island

in the middle of the sea

name it liberty

Sing out loud, my brother

tell me that the wind won't,

it won't sink it

I don't want my story to bring sorrow

I want my hands to work towards peace

if I must die I want you to kill me with your love

nothing special

• Artist:Miguel Bosé
• Album:Bajo el signo de Cain (1993)