CÓRDOBA by Cantina the book:
ANDALUSIAN POETRY:
Antonio Murciano
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flat in Cordoba
got off the train
and was my mountain
on the platform.
dream Their eyes
adormilaos,
told me "My owner,
how you tardao.
I put my arm around her waist
and threw my hair pa'atrás,
took her from street to street
by high madrugá.
I gave her flowers and flowers and flowers,
opened her garden ...
I know these love
will never end.
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Photo: Patios Cordoba.
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