Bajo El Cielo de Mantilla

Recited
She got off at the station of that little town
She walked through its streets shivering
She remembered her father's words:
That mantilla sky is so clear...
The little houses barely outlined
Turn gray and tired at dusk
In a row under the trees
They all look the same to her...
The one on the corner
Right next to the huge store
That faces the corner,
Is ours, Raquel,
Knock on her door and ask if
Marga or Dorita are there,
You know about them,
You've seen them in the photos I keep
Of those days, my dear
Older sisters,
Tell them I love them so much, daughter!
Chorus