Hometown Video (MV)

A call from homes hard to hear
Western culture perforates his skin
Bound to the corpse but not yet his soul
Ancestors would cry from within
I don't know
Who he is
But he sings in every mirror I that see
Wanna go to my hometown when I'm done
When I'm sick of pretending to be something I'm not
Just like my abuela says we all return to dust
So I'll be heading home now
Ain't seen my hometown been too long
Since I've made buñuelos with my grandpa and my mom
To you it may seem childish but I know just where Im from
So I'll be heading home now
He was born as a ball of caramel
Eyes as deep and gold as his skin
A baby with the perfume of coffee
He can't lie he can't pretend
He's a boy of colored skin
I don't know
Who he is
But I sing with him in mirrors that I see
Wanna go to my hometown when I'm done
When I'm sick of pretending to be something I'm not
Just like my abuela says we all return to dust
So I'll be heading home now
Ain't seen my hometown been too long
Since I've made buñuelos with my grandpa and my mom
To you it mays seem childish but I know just where I'm from
Heading home now
Hometown where I'm from
Na na na na
Na na na
And I tell him
Cuando vas
Cuando vas
Tráigame tierra que viene de allá
Cuando vas
Cuando vas
And I tell him
Cuando vas
Cuando vas
Tráigame tierra que viene de allá
Cuando vas
Cuando vas
Viva Colombia