You in Dark and the I the sun thats hot,
Oranges
And there is no love in Sevilla!
neither is there love in Sevilla.
loan me your parasol.
do not grow in the sea,
Oranges
will swim around awhile.
Ill wear my jealous reflection,
Federico García Lorca
your sinful little words-
Saturday Paseo: Adelina
do not grow in the sea
and your words,
Ay, love!
juiceof lemon and lime-
