SPANISH DOLL Father: "It is November 6th and we are in Madrid, Spain. And it is a very important day. To celebrate it, Anne, will sing a song." This place feels so unfamiliar And yet I know it well I think I used to belong here But the only way I can tell Is that I miss you still And I cannot find you here You left me tattered and torn Just like that Spanish doll Girl: (Sweet Spanish. Sweet Spanish... doll) I went down to the alley way (Sierra la Bonita) And found that you were gone Girl: (Sí nunca tes fueres) [if you had never left] You left no word no message I still don't know exactly what went wrong Girl: (la grima) [tears]But now no matter where I go I always seem to return Girl: (Búsca me) [Find me] here you left me tattered and torn Girl: (Estoy rompido me muneca) [I am torn my sweet doll] Just like that sweet Spanish doll Girl: (Sweet Spanish. Sweet Spanish doll) A memory gilded in red and gold Girl: (Del oro) [of gold] Beauty guarded and never sold Girl: (Cuida me) [Protect me] I keep it with me wherever I go And I love you still Girl: (Requérda me) [remember me] No matter how a story will unfold You know I always will (Esta conmigo) [It is with me.] Have part of you here In this souvenir Girl: Spanish doll A stranger in this world without you Is all that I can ever be All I know that's pure and clear You left it with me here In this souvenir Spanish, Spanish, Spanish Father: We hear of a lovely daughter, shot down in her mistaken flight, (Sweet, Spanish, sweet) unaware yet how her life will be affected by this (Búsca me) experience. Daughter: "Mommy, how come you cry?" Father: "Why it what was really happening in the end of her childhood (Sweet, Spanish, sweet). 'Cuz that's where the real story is, in her family house." Daughter : "How come it's a house of leaves?" (Sweet, Spanish. Sweet, Spanish) Daughter: "How come it's a house of leaves?" (Requérda me) |
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