meant to meet you but I couldn't stay
till now never knew how life tears you away
now I wait for the springtime in spain, my love.
Beautiful being so sad and so strong
You gave me a story you gave me a song
When he played his guitar she would weep, my love
Rainy day, that spirit took flight
But she made him a cap full of magic and life
For his birthday to rule that great stage
And perform till I age, my love
Why did you never arrive?
Before you left us all tears in your eye
And your mother just told me you died, my love
To stay he was born, boy got rhythm within
Is to put it so mildly her crying face in
it would spring from all fibres of humanly everythings, my
love
because, nothing's sure but that love never reasons
now the world might have lost all its springtimes
and all of the seasons are bleak without you, my love
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