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