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La Puerta de
Alcalá |
The
Gate of Alcalá
* (Ana Belén & Victor Manuel) I accompany my shadow along the avenue My steps get lost among so many people I'm looking for a gate, a way out Where past and present live together Suddenly I stop, someone's observing me I look up and I find her Oh, there she is, there she is There she is, there she is The gate of Alcalá seeing time go by One cold morning Carlos III arrived with a distinguished air And he took his hat off very slowly He got down off his horse And in a deep voice he told his footman There she is, the gate of Alcalá There she is, there she is The gate of Alcalá seeing time go by Frock-coated lancers, monarchs from other lands Leaders who come inventing war Militias who resist under the "they shall not pass" And the eternal dream, as it comes it goes There she is, the gate of Alcalá There she is, there she is The gate of Alcalá seeing time go by All the tyrants embrace like brothers Exhibiting their indecent bald patches to the people Herds of strikers, two hundred students Start the revolution, it's the sixties There she is, the gate of Alcalá There she is, there she is The gate of Alcalá seeing time go by A lost transvestite, trouble-making guards Coloured hair, little girls in leather Rockers, modern insurgents, accomodating Poets, and weird airs of freedom There she is, the gate of Alcalá There she is, there she is The gate of Alcalá seeing time go by I look ahead and I lose myself in her eyes Her arches watch me, her shadow accompanies me I don't try to hide, nobody can fool her All the life passes under her gaze Look at her, look at her, look at her Look at her, look at her, look at her The gate of Alcalá. Look at her, look at her, look at her Look at her, look at her, look at her The gate of Alcalá. |
Lyrics Translated by Alan Smith Robertson, Song Translator
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