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Albacete is the city where I was born
from which you leave crying
who is so missed
where i want to die
The one my grandparents loved
It is my lighthouse, my womb
my mother's jokes
my father's razor
the one that cuts everything
Everything but my root
Albacete is land of mountains and plains
where you will make good friends
because it is a crossroads
But it is not a corner of passage
The Harvard City of Spain from La Mancha to New York
Its people have nobility and humor is their flag
They will give you a lot of love and humor as a flag
The Harvard City of Spain from La Mancha to New York
Eat an atascaburras and a Miguelito la Roda
Fill the wineskin you won't be alone
This looks like a wedding, you won't be alone
Eat an atascaburras and a Miguelito la Roda
Come pa'l pincho to the fair that I'm going to find you
Tie your espadrille well that the dance that I saw you throw
You will fall in love with the dance that I saw you cast
Come pa'l pincho to the fair that I'm going to find you
Albacete is the city where I was born
from which you leave crying
who is so missed
where i want to die
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