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In the Canary Islands

Letting float a thin sliced orange in an iced tea
Only my pen slides at the terrace facing the sea
The shadow of the summer crosses the sand at fast pace
It's wonderful because life looks refreshing
Canary Islands, Canary Islands
Wind doesn't move
 
Time starts to dissolve on the sea like an aluminum foil
I even forget who I am
My heart came sailing to the breakwater
I even lost the words arriving at the terminal station
Canary Islands, Canary Islands
Wind doesn't move
 
I get intoxicated of that summer that started to burn
The young radiance dancing in dreams is nostalgic
The shape of your expression is wearing out
I only live in my coast
Canary Islands, Canary Islands
Wind doesn't move
Canary Islands, Canary Islands
Wind doesn't move