in the mountains of spain
i am lost and alone
the map makes no sense
and i've no charge on my phone .
my legs have grown weary
my eyes scream for rest
but i must find direction
before i heed their request .
i don't speak the language
i take myself to task
if i'd taken more notice
i'd be able to ask .
on an old rocky road
i see a signpost of sorts
if i was'nt so stupid
i'd find my way back to to port .
on an old horse driven cart
my heroine arrrives
a meeting of chance
that would change both of our lives .
her eyes filled with laughter
as she took pity on me
but behind the giggling
there was so much more i could see .
she was so beautiful
so compassionate and kind
my heart was lost in that moment
this was the love i'd always hoped to find .
she became my guide for the duration
for me all hope was lost
if i should lose her now
could my heart bear the cost .
from friends to true lovers
in the fullness of time
i feel her heart beating
in unison with mine.
we spoke of the future
and how we'd overcome the obstacles in our way
but her family destroyed me
when they stole my true love away .
they have hidden her from me
how my heart aches
with each fruitless search
once more my heart breaks.
but i'll never stop searching
despite my hearts alarms
until the love that was stolen
is safely locked in my arms .
where is my true love
i now ask as i knock on each door
and with each no intiendo, i beg
donde esta mi hermoso amor .
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