I didn't want anyone to leave
But the day turned out in such a way
Tables served and whole hours
My grandmother was in the kitchen
And it got cloudy ³
And he took off
The wind was blowing, tablecloths were flying
And in the sky a pewter mantle
It's just a downpour, I told them
But it wasn't enough, so
At noon, we empty the chairs
My grandmother came and we ate tortilla

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