Moliendo Café
Azucar Moreno
Grinding Coffee
When the afternoon languishes, the shadows are reborn
In which you feel the coffee plantations again
You will hear this song from the old mill
That in the lethargy of the night seems to say
When the afternoon languishes, the shadows are reborn
In which you feel the coffee plantations again
You will hear this song from the old mill
That in the lethargy of the night seems to say
A love sorrow, a sadness
Carries Saint Manuel in his bitterness
He spends the night tired grinding coffee
When the afternoon languishes, the shadows are reborn
In which you feel the coffee plantations again
You will hear this song from the old mill
That in the lethargy of the night seems to say.
