Poem found in the book Soldiers of Salamis,
by Javier Cerces.
Poem Written as a lyric to a Pasa Doble.
Sighing for Spain.
God desired, in his power
to blend four little sunbeams
and make of them a woman
and when this was done
in a Spanish garden, I was born
like a flower on a rose bush.
Glorious land of my love,
blessed land of perfume and passion
Spain, in each flower at our feet
a heart is sighing.
Oh I’m dying of sorrow
for I’m going away, Spain from you
far away from my rose bush, I’m torn.
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