No,
I questioned my favorite performance by Stephen
King is taken from suppose to supplement
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Miss
Fumble
I sing a Nazarene's song,
I pray to the sea and to the sea-gulls
That the whole world knows my passion Sunday
Because the Cadi Club is a football club
They told me that the Amarillo is like a religion
It's like a religion
Like a boat sunk in the river Without direction,
without course and without a horizon
Oh,
what a pity,
who hasn't lived The flamenco nights of Cádiz
The big and unwelcomed nights Of guitar,
of salsa,
of fireworks
Of open shirts,
of back and forth Making a lot of joy
From the one who comes to show off, Marcia Cachí
That girl, Tarran, is a daughter of Madrid
Stomping the Romanian flag To say that flamenco is not from here
From Don Esonzano and Beni,
my God And the Cujeta and the Pateras,
please
And Joaquín,
Jair,
Capí,
Federico My Terremoto and the Bellis,
I'm a clam
That my province, in addition to its culture,
Collects flamenco
The one that closes my tears and my
tears The one that starts dreaming of you
The one that makes me sing With these hanged,
who are my friends
The one of your seas and your winds The one of true love
The one that feels the time And says I love you,
I love you,
I love you
The one of the knuckles,
the one of the manolin The one of the little finger,
at the end of the poporín The one that shouts the pin The one
that sounds like Maria the one that sings The one of the rosary,
the one of the birds The one of Aurelio
and Pedro Romero The one of joy,
which is my way of life
The one of the knuckles, the one of the manolin
The one of the little finger,
at the end of the poporín
The one of joy,
which is
my way of life