Guitarra, Express My Heart
Guitarra, I’m begging,express my heart
Pick away all that’s ever ached
Place these Spanish notes beautifully
To the angel of her face
Guitarra pleas, express this heart
Bring to life our last Latin nights
Dancing that flamenco from her charcoal eyes
Reviving fiesta under most romantic moonlight
Guitarra as now I gently play
Fingers within running throughts through ebony of her hair
“El espiritu de amor” is strumming along
Bringing back the yesterdays to here
Guitarra passion now is in the revival
As the ghost of love tangos all around
Milagros, I sense you near
And in this instrument forever you are found
Copyright © Michael Smith | Year Posted 2011
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