Alba Carmona Marta Robles ....arte del mar...Alicante Alba Carmona Marta Robles... .arte of the sea... Alicante
Llegó la hora mágica , ellas Marta y Alba , guitarra , cante , baile ; cuando la luz de la tarde comenzó a marcharse a dormir las golondrinas vinieron y una gaviota pasó planeando, y llegó la hora del embrujo , esa hora que ya no volveremos a ver , cante grande cante , guitarra de sentimiento , baile del alma , ese taconeo , esas palmas ....resuenan aún , no olvidaremos esta tarde mágica ...
Became the magic hour, Marta and Alba, guitar, singing, dancing; When the afternoon light began to go to sleep the swallows came and a Seagull spent planning, and came the hour of the spell, this time we will not return to see, sing a big song, feeling guitar, dance of the soul, that taconeo, those palms... .resuenan, do not forget this magical evening...
Became the magic hour, Marta and Alba, guitar, singing, dancing; When the afternoon light began to go to sleep the swallows came and a Seagull spent planning, and came the hour of the spell, this time we will not return to see, sing a big song, feeling guitar, dance of the soul, that taconeo, those palms... .resuenan, do not forget this magical evening...
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