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Song for Lorca lyrics
The line of her headband
Into the night of her ears
The fountain of hair between those lips
Drink it before it's not pure anymore
Drink it before it's not pure anymore
Gypsy won't have anything with her
She said the line in her hand is too new
And he'll come from across the water
Well his victory comes slow but true
Victory comes slow
Victory comes slow but true
Victory comes slow
I
Life in Grenada
Death in Seville
Dying down in sweet Barcelona
The moon's coming in for the kill
Sunrise attacking a finger
She writes a word in the sand
So green
So fast
So good
Poetry came true this time
Poetry came true
Poetry came true this time
Poetry came true
We're blind
Death in Seville
Part of these releases
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- Track 6 on Folkloric Feel
- 5 Kings and Queens
- 5 Kings & Queens
- 7 Animal Fat
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