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Malaga where our lips first met,

To the beat of the castanet,

Now I pray to the skies above,

Bring him back, please bring back my love. Ah!

Malaga blue seas still echo his last words to me.

Malguena, Tho' you are every-thing to me,

Malaguena, my true love is the sea.

Love like ours must learn to play,play a waiting game,

And live just for the flame;

Malaguena, there's a fire deep inside of me,

That must burn, die out, so I can be free.

If no spark lingers within when the storm is past,

I'll be yours, i'll be yours, yours at last.