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Alberto Plaza
Miscellaneous
El Aguacate
You are my love
My joy and my treasure
My only charm and my illusion
You are my love
My joy and my treasure
My only charm and my illusion
Come and calm my ills, woman, don't be so fickle
Do not forget the one who suffers and cries for your passion
Come calm my ills, woman, don't be so fickle
Do not forget the one who suffers and cries for your passion
I will give you my love, my faith
All my illusions are yours
But you will not forget the unfortunate man who adored you
The poor being who one day was your charm, your greatest desire and your illusion
Come and calm my ills, woman, don't be so inconstant
Don't forget to the one who suffers and cries for your passion
I will give you my love my faith
All my illusions are yours
But you will not forget the unhappy person who adored you
The poor being who one day it was your charm, your greatest desire and your illusion