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Translation
Madrid, Madrid
A spot, a shadow and in the desert
Traces of powder and saffron
White taxis, slamming doors
A true mix of feelings
Madrid, Madrid
The price that I pay
It is still a few hours without sleep
For you to remember me
Puerta del Sol, train station
Exit towards the Plaza Mayor
I am on time, I even believe that I am doing too much
A true understudy in the scenery
Madrid, Madrid
You can give me a sign
You can blur my words on the line
When i will speak to you
Good evening
(And good morning)
And until the last detail
Mirror
(If you have to be my spy)
Her eyes behind a fan
Madrid, Madrid
The things that i think
Are a slight air of Morse accordion
When she is not with me
Madrid, Madrid
The price that I pay
It is still a few hours without sleep
For you to remember me
All afternoon in El Retiro
Throwing stones at a streetlight
This love that has melted
From so much light and so much sun
Madrid, Madrid
I get sad
Seeing how well you dress
If they have to laugh at you
Good evening
(And good morning)
And until the last detail
Mirror
(If you have to be my spy)
Her eyes behind a fan
A spot, a shadow and in the desert
Traces of powder and saffron
White taxis, slamming doors
A true mix of feelings
Madrid, Madrid
You make me despair
From moving both hips
They will laugh at you
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Submitted by 
Harriet Sharp on 2017-10-06
Harriet Sharp on 2017-10-06Added in reply to request by 
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About translator
The song is partly in Spanish which is definitely not my strongest language so I apologise if those parts are not as clear.