Spanish Sky

1. Oh La buena borrasca this storm's a lot like a grief

it's like a fiery love it's like a sharp crystal sea

and the beaches are sad Lord and the dark clouds are real

2. How in the realm or myth and like a fool now and then

I see your triumphs of feeling in the arms of another man

I have to think about winning when I shout my own drunken pleas

that after tonight Lord I'll only love women of Velasquez.

R: There is a friendly dance make it and dance it please

magic appearance in the shade of a woman's kiss.

3. The kiss of an old scared mother when the lamp is already out

and something doesn't come back and from an awful distance it

laughs

under the cork red wine when I see you again how you cry

how you rear up above me like an autumn red spanish sky.