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Un camino camine |
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Un pedazo de mi vida encontre |
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Vi del alto de la colina |
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Al sol puesto de Santiago |
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En la plaza me sente |
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Y al ver a su gente pense |
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Cuanto cuento y milagros |
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Y anido en mi corazon |
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Al son de la conga y del bongo |
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Flautas y guitarras |
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Siempre estas alegre y bailando |
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Marcando los pasos, si |
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Un camino camine |
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Cuando tu mirada encontre |
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Una sonrisa bella y pura |
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Y, se quedo en mi corazon |
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Al son de la conga y del bongo |
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Flautas y guitarras |
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Siempre estas alegre y bailando |
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Marcando los pasos, si |
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Un camino camine |
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Cuando tu mirada encontre |
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Una sonrisa bella y pura |
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Y, se quedo en mi corazon |
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Un camino camine |
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Un pedazo de mi vida encontre |
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Vi del alto de la colina |
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Al sol puesto de Santiago |
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Al sol puesto de Santiago |
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Song for Santiago in Cuba - Lisa Ono |
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Walking along a road |
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a piece of my life I found |
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At the top of the Hill I saw |
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The Sunrise of Santiago |
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In the plaza I sat down |
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And on having seen its people, I thought |
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How much stories and miracles |
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That are nested in my heart |
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To the sound of the conga and the bongo |
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Flutes and guitars |
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It always made me happy to |
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dance |
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By marking the steps, if |
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Walking along a road |
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There I found in your eyes |
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A beautiful and pure smile |
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And, it remained in my heart |
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To the sound of the conga and the bongo |
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flutes and guitars |
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It always made me happy to |
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dance |
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by marking the steps, if |
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Walking along a road |
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There I found in your eyes |
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A beautiful and pure ysmile |
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And, it remained in my heart |
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Walking along a road |
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A piece of my life I found |
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At the top of the Hill I saw |
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the Sunrise of Santiago |
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the Sunrise of Santiago |
