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Mal De Africa - Lyrics by Battiato Franco


Lyrics
Ya comido, se iba  descansarmecido por las mosquiteras y por el ruido en la cocina,por las ventanas entreabiertas, reflejos en la pared,y alguna cosa abstracta se aduenaba de mi,sent
ìa ablar bajito para no molestar,y era como un mal de Africa, mal de Africa .
Con las sillas sentados en la calle,pantal
òn corto y camiseta por el calor que hac
ìa.
En la ventana tras la reja mi padre si peinaba,el olor de brillantina se apoderaba de mi.
El placer de sentirse juntos para criticar,y era como un mal de Africa, mal de Africa.
En la ventana tras la reja mi padre si peinaba,el olor de brillantina se apoderaba de mi.
El placer de sentirse juntos para criticar,y era como un mal de Africa, mal de Africa.