Just as the forge becomes
a flame of gold,
So do my insides
when I remember you,
and I weep.
Asi, como esta la fragua
echa candela de oro,
se me ponen las entrañas
cuando te recuerdo, y lloro.
Martinete
www.MatadoraFlamenca.com
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