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    Tu mirá' → English translation

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Your Look

And your look
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
 
A rose cries for love
A rose cries for love
And a white butterfly is her handkerchief
 
So much flying
Thirsty after so much flying
In a pool of clear water
The lark drinks up the sky
 
To start the day
To start the day
The rose, girl, dressed herself
A jewelled dress
 
I saw it from my little boat
I saw it from my little boat
And a fish dressed in silver
Peeking out to look at the shore
Peeking out to look at the shore
 
That afternoon in April
I told you: 'Come with me'
And you didn't want to come
And you didn't want to come
 
And your look
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
And your look
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
 
And your look
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
And my train of happiness, it's leaving, it's leaving
And my only dream is your look
And your look
Shackles that torment me, rose cut down
When I dream of your eyes at dawn
I can't escape from your look
 
And your look
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
It drives itself into my eyes like a sword
 
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Tu mirá'

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