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THE NEIGHBORHOOD - The two
Wind.... A blanket a little more by the beaches of Zahara the lighthouse of Trafalgar puts light to the dawn, a blanket a little more a broken boat, full moon to cold sea and the worn sand surrounded by a scrubland splashed by the swell. I met a girl on the streets of Tarifa, I met a girl on the streets of Tarifa she had green eyes giving away breeze, wearing four rags and still looked elegant, I met a girl they call Levante, she had a touch of madness, because in the morning she whistled in a single tone scaring the blinds, she started playing ring around the rosie with papers in the square, she told me she came into the world between song, art, wine and jokes, I met a girl on the streets of Tarifa, I met a girl who provokes the I love you crazy, she turned the crazy one back into the enamored Romeo, she likes to fly kites, destroy the clotheslines, she likes to play tricks on the skirts with a lot of flight, she asks the seagull for the boat of a sailor why do you want to be the owner of the land the sea and the sky, why do you always come alone with how bad the strait is, why when you mention it you remember what happened to your dead, I met a girl on the little streets of Tarifa, southern winds, airs of freedom, winds of my madness, companions of the sea, southern winds, airs of freedom, winds of my madness, companions of the sea, A blanket a little more by the beaches of Zahara the lighthouse of Trafalgar puts light to the dawn, a blanket a little more a broken boat, full moon to cold sea and the worn sand surrounded by a scrubland splashed by the swell. A blanket a little more by the beaches of Zahara the lighthouse of Trafalgar puts light to the dawn, a blanket a little more a broken boat, full moon to cold sea and the worn sand surrounded by a scrubland splashed by the swell.