Ay, my lonely flower bouquet.. Why... did you cover yourself with blanket I'm all yours and so on Don't let this falls down [Flamenco Guitar] Tell me a tale of Bonaparte Drown me in the fountain of Hagia Sophia I do am a niche Together we make a hysteria Thought we made sure to stay close But El nino and La nina They're always mentioned side by side But never for them to meet and Gloria There could be a way If we go find a way [Flamenco Solo] Never for me to reach Andalusia Better for me to teach dementia The golden city is subsided The glory of angel has died Forget everything and be tied To weakness and sorrow and tired There could be a way If we go find a way There could be a name This tragedy stays the same Over and over and over again I try to be sober and sober and then.
