Spanish Sky
Druhá tráva
AmOh La Cbuena borrGasca this Cstorm's a Glot like a Dgrief
Amit's like a Cfiery Glove it's Clike a Gsharp crystal Dsea
Amand the Cbeaches are Gsad CLord and the Gdark clouds are Dreal
Amlike black Cdresses of Gmonks on Ddead white walls of EscorGial
AmHow in Cthe realm or Gmyth and Clike Ga fool now Dand then
Ami see Cyour triumphs Gof feeling Cin the arms Gof Danother man
Ami Chave to think about GCwinning when I shout Gmy own drunken Dpleas
Amthat after Ctonight Lord GI'll Donly love women of VelasGquez
CThere is a Gfriendly Ddance Cmake it and Gdance it Dplease
Cmagic GappearDance in the Cshade of a Gwoman's Dkiss
AmThe kiss Cof an old scaGred mother when Cthe lamp Gis Dalready out
Amand something Cdoesn't Gcome back and from Can awful Gdistance Dit laughs
Amunder Cthe cork red wine when GI Csee you Gagain how Dyou cry
Amhow you Crear up GDabove me like an autumn red spaGnish sky