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Blooming Flowers

This my friends is an old Spanish lullaby
And it’s ben handed down from generation to generation
And in it, a father is singing to his baby son
And he’s telling him, «Close you eyes little one and sleep
And dream while the angels watch over you
I will hold your hand
And when you wake with the morning, I’ll still be here
Cierras ya tus ojitos
Duermete sin temor
Sueña con angelitos
Parecidos a ti
Y te agarrare tu mano
Duermete sin temor
Cuando tu despiertes
Yo estare aqui
Da, da… da, da… da… da, da… da…
Da, da… da, da… da, da…
Da, da… da, da… da… da, da… da…
Da, da… da, da… da, da…
Y te agarrare tu mano
Dueremete sin temor
Cuando tu despiertes
Yo estare aqui