Olé - Azucar Moreno

Dame los perfumes de sus calles y sus flores

y la luz de sus mañanas, acuarela de colores.

Dame sus ritmos calientes cuando suenan sus guitarras

y el repique de un gitano cuando está tocando palmas.

Dame la alegría de mi Tierra Santa

y ese «ang

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Give me the perfumes of its streets and its flowers

and the light of his mornings, watercolor of colors.

Give me their hot beats when their guitars play

and the peal of a gypsy when he is clapping.

Give me the joy of my Holy Land

and that "ang"

Unfortunately, we are not licensed to display the full lyrics for this song at the moment.

Hopefully we will be able to in the future.

Until then,

how about a random page?