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The Last of the Line
Reasonable Astronomy
Let's do it
Music: M. GarcÃa GarcÃa-Perez/Q. Portet
Lyrics: M. GarcÃa GArcÃa-Perez/Q. Portet
Every afternoon, oh my Marifé!,
you go down to the river to wash,
what a shame, listen to me,
that I can't love you.
br/>I look at you with great devotion,
and you look at me
with your little eyes on fire,
your little soul burns too.
You have a husband and four churumbeles
and I got married years ago;
how sad life is, sad and treacherous,
I went fishing and I didn't catch fish.
One day I won't put up with these
and I promise to go down;
if you give me your license
something can be fixed.
If I could avoid your comadres
let me know,
that tomorrow I will come down
from your pitcher to drink.
Oh, Marifé!,
you can see:< br/>We have put it together well.
Sorrows of love,
bad question,
more so if you are tied.
If tomorrow I can see it
and I can finally hug her,
don't be sad or afraid
I'm going to fill her with love.
Every afternoon, oh, my Marifé!,
You go down to the river to wash.
I look at you with great devotion,
wrongly you don't look at me.
Every afternoon, oh, my Marifé!,< br/>You go down to the river to wash.
If you let me, I will help you,
we will put the clothes to dry.