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And last night you gave me a kiss,
what a kiss you wouldn't give me;
Last night you gave me a kiss,
what a kiss you wouldn't give me;
that when I opened my eyes,
It was getting light.
Because of you, I don't sleep,
What I wouldn't give, my heart, for your kisses.
For your caresses I endure,
For your body I die, I die, I die.
With your tears I will do,
of clear water with tendrils;
and some honey shoes,
facts with your madness.
I will embroider your kisses,
to my brave flyers;
and with your blood I will paint polka dots,
little polka dots on your dress.
To know where you come from,
you don't have to be a fortune teller;
all you need is to see you,
the workmanship of your dress.
He has a forge in his eyes,
where my soul melts;
and some lily circles under my eyes,
where he spills them.
Has my child in his eyes,
two imprisoned stars;
two rose bushes on his face;
where it's always spring,
where I wait for the dawn.
See if you are flamenco,
than when singing bulerías;
gypsy, my chest is beating,
than when singing bulerías;
gypsy, my chest is beating,
Last night you gave me a kiss,
what a kiss you wouldn't give me;
that when I opened my eyes,
It was getting light.
Last night you gave me a kiss,
what a kiss you wouldn't give me;
that when I opened my eyes,
It was getting light.
Last night you gave me a kiss,
what a kiss you wouldn't give me;
that when I opened my eyes,
It was getting light.
It was getting light.
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