Fue En Un Harlem Español
Enrique Guzmán
It Was In A Spanish Harlem
It was in a Spanish Harlem
Where I met you
You looked at me
And I told you
That I liked
Those lovely eyes
And that mouth of yours
Color of purple
That trembles when kissed
With this passion
My life
You resemble the roses
That I have in my greenhouse
So sweet your gaze
So tender your kiss
And that subtle perfume
That emanates from your soft
Brown skin
And those hair
That on your face
Shine with the sun
My life
It was in a Spanish Harlem
Where I met you
You looked at me
And I told you
That I liked
Those lovely eyes
And that mouth of yours
Color of purple
That trembles when kissed
With this passion
My life
It was in a Spanish Harlem
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