Farolito
Agustín Lara
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Little Lantern
Little lantern that barely lights up my deserted street
How many nights have you seen me crying, calling at her door
Without bringing her more than a song, a piece of my heart
Without bringing her anything else but a cold, mischievous, bitter and sweet kiss
Little lantern that barely lights up my deserted street
How many nights have you seen me crying, calling at her door
Without bringing her more than a song, a piece of my heart
Without bringing her anything else but a cold, mischievous, bitter and sweet kiss
