Radio Tarifa
cancion sefardi
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He sits on a stone
He spends his life in front of him
And wrinkles his hands
Oh, oh, oh
The day is already getting dark
Flashes of bright light and rubies
White cloud in his head
Ay, ay, ay
Slowly he gets up
Turning his head
Backwards
Sad and dull eyes
Ay, ay, ay
Walking through the grass
Hat back
The day is already getting dark
Oh, oh, oh