Amigo

Friend
Your call today has brought me back
To the narrow streets of Seville
To a sports field
To the classroom in the chapel
And to poor Don Gregorio
Who still insists on living

And I have become a rower again
At the Plaza de España
And I have become the boyfriend again
Of a seamstress
And I have returned to the Giralda
Which still stands
And I have returned to the orange blossom
That perfumed the air
And to that Guadalquivir
That was my sea and yours
And I have dressed up again
In flannel suit
Friend
Your call has brought me back
To a courtyard of orange trees
And to some bars
To a horse-drawn carriage
Strolling through the fair
And to Maria Luisa Park
To watch the sun set

I dressed up as a student
And I ran away with you
Risking my skin
Like so many times
It was forbidden
But today for once

And I have become a rower again
At the Plaza de España
And I have become the boyfriend again
Of a seamstress
And I have returned to the Giralda
Which still stands
And I have returned to the orange blossom
That perfumed the air
And to that Guadalquivir
That was my sea and yours
And I have dressed up again
In flannel suit

Friend
Your call today has brought me back