Spring In Benalmadena
On the shores
of the Mediterranean Sea,
at Benalmadena
the Spring is eternal.
When the sun rises,
over the olive grove,
in my soul
I hoped
that I will never
go old...
Years have passed
and now
when the sun rises
over the sea
and over the olive grove,
I enjoy in all my heart
that at Benalmadena
the Spring is eternal...
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