El Rocío - Polvo

Danger pauses when you are near Peculiar stranger I'll know you're here Curious children ought to run and hide Or appear at the window to look inside Whispers g

March through mud to find the golden ladder that belongs to you It was such a nice description but not quite true Feel your weight touching your hands against y

Man in a chair Outside in the air Rubbing on the leg which he broke three times falling from a tree which he could not climb Man lays down Whispering names of t