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SUNDAY AFTERNOON
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SUNDAY AFTERNOON,
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Salvador, the afternoon sunlight is folding around us,
the dishes are done,
the buildings here, tall as our mountains
sliced through the windows and cut off the sun.
On such days i find i am longing for puerto rico
though i never would return til you are free
but when i hear the aguinaldo my hearts a little lighter
and we danced together aurea and me
In my life ive been unlucky with two husbands
gumersindo liked his rum and women friends
then that hypocrite who beat you and preached about repentance
has gone, and so another sunday ends
And tomorrow is another hard working monday
im still hoping for the raise they promised me
theres a job as operator
i would not have to wait for
if i could speak the language easily
But i tell aurea
the barrios boundaries are our own little nation
sometimes i hear you run up stairs
and i view my light with resignation
keep your bible near you
time is an ocean of endless tears.
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Salvador, the afternoon sunlight is folding around us, the dishes are done, the buildings here, tall as our mountains sliced through the windows and cut off the sun. On such days i find i am longing for puerto rico though i never would return til you are free but when i hear the aguinaldo my hearts a little lighter and we danced together aurea and me In my life ive been unlucky with two husbands gumersindo liked his rum and women friends then that hypocrite who beat you and preached about repentance has gone, and so another sunday ends And tomorrow is another hard working monday im still hoping for the raise they promised me theres a job as operator i would not have to wait for if i could speak the language easily But i tell aurea the barrios boundaries are our own little nation sometimes i hear you run up stairs and i view my light with resignation keep your bible near you time is an ocean of endless tears.
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