| Andalucia |
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| The breeze and I |
| Are saying with a sigh |
| That you no longer care |
| The breeze and I |
| Are whispering goodbye |
| To dreams we used to share |
| Ours was a love song |
| That seemed constant as the moon |
| Ending in a strange, mournful tune |
| And all about me, they know |
| You have departed without me |
| And we, we wonder why |
| The breeze and I |
| The breeze and I |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh… |
| The breeze and I |
| The breeze and I |
| The breeze and I |
