The Dogs Of B.A. Mirah
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Mirah - The Dogs Of B.A.
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Ella hacía el lavado de una terraza,
Mientras el sol le quemaba la espalda,
Ella intentaba fregar el sudor de su desconsuelo,
Escurrir las lagrimas,
Pero antes que la tarea estuviera terminada,
La ropa todavía doliente en la soga,
Bajo desde el delta un viento poderoso
Y las nubes se cargaron a lo largo del cielo
¡R?pido, adentro, cerrad las ventanas, viene una tormenta!
Sac? tu ropa de la soga.
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bI hung myself out on tFhe line[
F/Gm]Beneath an argentina bskybAnd i expected there Fto dry[
F/Gm]Beneath the argentina bskybUpon the rooftop here so Fhigh[
F/Gm]Beneath the argentina bskybThe storm did call me to its Fside[
F/Gm]Beneath the argentina bskyBAnd the dogs of buenos aires they wC7ill take you from your sleepBBetween the firecrackers cackling and C7the taxis in the streetBAnd if you wake up lonely better throw some C7shoes upon those feetTo keep the
Bheartbreak from C7taking your blifebOnce i had planned to Fbe your bride[
F/Gm]Before this argentinab skybNow i just tend my wouFnded pride[
F/Gm]Under this argentina bskybNow i want the rain toF fall into my eyes[
F/Gm]From this argentina sbkybThe thunder to match mFy anguished cries[
F/Gm]Beneath this argentinba skyBI looked into the darkening and whiC7le the air did chillBI knew that though i'm here in exile tC7hat you should love me stillBAnd when the rain began to pound iC7 lifted up my face untilI was
Bsoaked with the aC7che of the bskyB C7 bbb F F/g b x4 (during talking part in spanish. Lalala.)Ella hacía el lavado de una terraza,
Mientras el sol le quemaba la espalda,
Ella intentaba fregar el sudor de su desconsuelo,
Escurrir las lagrimas,
Pero antes que la tarea estuviera terminada,
La ropa todavía doliente en la soga,
Bajo desde el delta un viento poderoso
Y las nubes se cargaron a lo largo del cielo
¡R?pido, adentro, cerrad las ventanas, viene una tormenta!
Sac? tu ropa de la soga.
bSo many tears could maFke me blind[
F/Gm]Beneath this argentinba skybBut still my love for Fyou i can't deny[
F/Gm]Even under argentina'bs skiesbI'll seek until a pathF to you i find[
F/Gm]Under these argentinab skiesbWhen will you take me Fback incide[
F/Gm]From under argentina'bs skiesBI looked into the darkening and whiC7le the air did chillBI knew that though i'm here in exile tC7hat you should love me stillBAnd when the rain began to pound i C7lifted up my face untilI was
Bsoaked with the C7ache of the bskyWhen will
Byou take me C7back ibnsideFrom
Bunder these C7argentine sbkies?
