Miguel Rios - El Gusto Es Nuestro (En Directo)

Penelope - En Directo

Penélope, con su bolso de piel marrón,
y sus zapatitos de tacón y su vestido de domingo
Penélope,
se sienta en un banco del andén
y espera que llegue el primer tren meneando el abanico

Dicen en el pueblo
que un caminante paró
su reloj una tarde de primavera,
adiós amor mío no me llores volveré, antes que de los sauces caigan las hojas
Piensa en mí volveré por ti
pobre infeliz se paró su reloj infantil
una tarde plomiza de abril
cuando se fue tu amante
se marchitó
en su huerto hasta la última flor,
no hay ni un sauce en la calle mayor
para Penélope

Credits
Writer(s): Augusto Alguero Dasca, Juan Manuel Serrat Teresa
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