Moliendo café
Manoella Torres
Grinding Coffee
As the evening fades, the shadows come alive
And in the stillness, the coffee fields start to feel
A sad love song from the old grind returns
That in the night's slumber seems to moan
A heartache, a sorrow
Carries Zambo Manuel in his bitterness
He spends the night grinding coffee, never tiring
As the evening fades, the shadows come alive
And in the stillness, the coffee fields start to feel
A sad love song from the old grind returns
That in the night's slumber seems to moan
A heartache, a sorrow
Carries Zambo Manuel in his bitterness
He spends the night grinding coffee, never tiring
As the evening fades, the shadows come alive
And in the stillness, the coffee fields start to feel
A sad love song from the old grind returns
That in the night's slumber seems to moan
From The Earth…Javier Solís To Heaven 2002
Track 7
