Spanish Guitars And Night Plazas
- Loreena McKennitt (2018)You are listening to the song Spanish Guitars And Night Plazas by Loreena McKennitt, writer by Loreena McKennitt in album Lost Souls. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
It falls, the light, by your side
And flows into a sea of lost dreams
The ocean opens its arms to lost souls
And toils the night, so it seems
And who can recall the lost faith there
The distant look in your eyes
Spanish guitars and night plazas
In a park, you can hear lovers cry.
Here where the children are singing
I kissed the sleep on your brow
Here where the children are weeping
I held you 'till your heart became mine.
Somewhere deep in the midnight
Night birds sent out their calls
Somewhere far from the mountainous
Shadows of leaves touch the walls
They chant mid-dance with the heartbreak
Of those who cast on with their woes
Showed me to love in the darkness
Love, is it? It comes and it goes.
Here where the children are singing
I kissed the sleep on your brow
Here where the children are laughing
I held you till your heart became mine.
La la la la...
Falls, the light, by your side
It flows into a sea of lost dreams
The ocean opens its arms to lost souls
And toils the night, so it seems
And who can recall the lost faith there
The distant look in your eyes
Spanish guitars and night plazas
In a park you can hear lovers cry.
Here where the children are singing
I kissed the sleep on your brow
Here where the children are weeping
I held you 'till your heart became mine.
La la la la...
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