.Une rose à sa guitare
Peuplée d'accords bizarres
Le blanc d'un rayon de lune
Jouant sur sa peau brune
Un arlequin de Tolède
Passe dans la nuit tiède
Il chante le sérénade
Des amants de Grenade
Hier, c'était le printemps
Dans l'Estramadure
Hier, il avait vingt ans.
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