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IN MALAGA I WAKE UP POR LA MANAÑA
I CAN SEE THE SURROUNDING HILLS EVERY DAY
I CAN SEE HIM IN THE DISTANCE WITH HIS BANDANA
GENTLY APPROACHING ME WITH THINGS TO SAY

HE SAYS NOW “QUE QUAPPA MI SEŇORITA”
HE SLOWLY SMILES AND TAKES ME BY THE HAND
HE LOOKS INTO MY EYES LIKE I’M HIS LOLITA
WE BOTH CAN SEE A DISTANT FAR OFF LAND

                WE WANT TO GO AWAY TO PARTS OF ENGLAND
                WE WANT TO SPREAD OUR MUSIC ALL AROUND
                WE WANT TO SEE AND LEARN OF DIFFERENT CULTURES
                WE WANT TO PLAY A DIFFERENT SPANISH SOUND

THOSE ROLLING HILLS IN ENGLAND ARE A DIFFERENT COLOUR
AND I KNOW THE SKY OVER THERE ‘S A DIFFERENT BLUE
THEIR LANDSCAPE MIGHT OFTEN SEEM A LITTLE DULLER
BUT WE WANT TO BRIGHTEN THINGS UP THERE FOR YOU

EN LONDRES YO VEO UN COLOR DIFERENTE
EL CIELO TIENE OTRO TIPO DE AZUL
LA GENTE HABLA UN IDIOMA DIFERENTE
ELLOS PIENSAN QUE LOS ESPA
ŇOLES SON “VERY COOL”

NECISITO VERTE POR LA MANAÑA
QUISIERA ESTAR CONTIGO POR SIEMPRE
NECISITO CANTAR Y TOCAR ME GUITARA
QUISIERA HABLAR INGLÉS Y GRITAR “OLÉ”

            QUISIERA VER LOS PRADOS DE INGLETERRA
            A MÍ ME GUSTA ESO   YO LO SÉ
            QUISIERA VIAJAR POR ESES CAMPOS
            CANTAR Y TOCAR MI GUITARA  RE-FUERTE

IN MALAGA I WAKE UP POR LA MANA
ÑA
I CAN SEE THE SURROUNDING HILLS EVERY DAY
I REMEMBER LONDON NEW YORK AND OF COURSE HAVANA
THESE PLACES IN MY MEMORY I’D LIKE TO STAY

BUT ESPAÑA IS  FOR ME  MY FAVOURITE COUNTRY
I LOVE THE EMPTY LAND AND SKY SO BLUE
THE PEOPLE HAVE THEIR OWN SPECIAL CULTURE
I KNOW WE ES PA
ŇOLES ARE VERY COOL

            I HAVE BEEN AWAY TO MANY PARTS OF ENGLAND
           I’VE SUNG AND PLAYED MY MUSIC ALL AROUND
            I’VE SEEN AND LEARNT OF MANY DIFFERENT CULTURES
            I’VE PLAYED A VERY DIFFERENT SPANISH SOUND.