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Narrow street, narrow street,
that of a single sidewalk.
I sing to you because always
you will be in my memory.
You are the most humble street
from my land of Mercedes,
in the "poplars" you begin
and you end up in the "mill".
Narrow street, narrow street,
If the "chocos" had "barked" at me
a tun... tun... who is it? It was already there
at two "peaks" a tune.
narrow street... narrow street,
that of a single sidewalk.
Traditional bowling alleys,
Don Manuel and the Mirandas,
front crossing the tracks
Don Calixto... almost nothing!
Singers of that time
there they gathered in a circle
and in homage to Creoles
They always sang our thing
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