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From the Sierra Morena, my dear, they come down
A pair of black eyes, my darling, smuggled
From the Sierra Morena, my dear, they come down
A pair of black eyes, my darling, smuggled
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sing and don't cry
Because singing makes hearts happy, my sweet heaven.
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sing and don't cry
Because singing makes hearts happy, my sweet heaven.
That mole you have, my darling, next to your mouth
Don't give it to anyone, my dear, it's my turn.
That mole you have, my darling, next to your mouth
Don't give it to anyone, my dear, it's my turn.
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sing and don't cry
Because singing makes hearts happy, my sweet heaven.
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sing and don't cry
Because singing makes hearts happy, my sweet heaven.
Whenever you fall in love
Look first, look first
Where do you put your eyes, my dear?
Don't cry later
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sing and don't cry
Because singing makes hearts happy, my sweet heaven.
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sing and don't cry
Because singing makes hearts happy, my sweet heaven.
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