Of all the flowers that we planted
Only a few remain in bloom
Every morning they wonder
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When will you arrive to sing to them
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Of all the moons that we watched
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Only a few memories remain
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When we laughed, when we had each other
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In the streets of Madrid we were drunk without direction
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When we danced, when we got lost
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In that song that in our old world we understood together
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In that garden of bougainvillea roses where we shared
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Of all the flowers that we planted
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Only a few remain in bloom
Every morning they wonder
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When will you arrive to sing to them
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The waning moons that watched us
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Over seas cry sacred tears
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Like your caress, sweet and bitter
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Delicious the mornings, labyrinths in the dawns
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Like your caress, soft as a thorn
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This melancholy is piercing my chest
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In this garden of bougainvillea roses without your company
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Of all the moons that we watched together
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Only a few memories remain
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When we laughed, when we had each other
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In the streets of Madrid we were drunk without direction
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When we danced, when we got lost
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In that song that in our old world we understood together
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In that garden of bougainvillea roses where we shared
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In that garden of bougainvillea roses where we lost each other