| -I must leave, the old city
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| From Cádiz from behind
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| Don't cry anymore, little daughter, your tears
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| They will make me come back...
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| Think that I will be, sailing seas
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| Drawing our union in the clouds
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| Soon I have to return, your eyes are my
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| Eyes, eyes of comfort and regret
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| -Father I would like to be, an angel that
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| It guides you along the paths of the sea
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| Just tell you that, for every trip you make
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| You will give me a mirror
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| That beautiful girl, she became a woman
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| At the window awaits the Captain, faithful sailor
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| That he will present her... with a mirror...
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| Hundreds of years have passed since your death
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| You stand guard at the doors of your home
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| You drown the betrayal of your soul in pain, no
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| There is reflection, there is no reflection…
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| In the House of Mirrors…
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| The house went, filling with more and more moons
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| Upon returning, caresses and kisses were only focused on him
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| His mother felt jealous of him and in an attack
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| She out of madness she poisoned
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| To the girl who died on the spot...
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| Jail will be your cross
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| -Several centuries later, in La Casa
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| From the mirrors my soul is still standing
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| I never knew what became of my father, the
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| Oceans kidnapped him... he wants to die
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| Even today when someone enters
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| In the unhappy abode
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| See the reflections of his face
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| Disappear and hear moan
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| To a woman… |