Tocaor

El trigo entre todas las flores Ha elegido a la amapola, Y yo elijo a mi Dolores, Dolores, Lolita, Lola.

#Algosemuereenelalma  #tocaor #payo #flamenco Algo se muere en el alma, cuando un amigo se va, Y va dejando una huella que no se puede borrar. 

“Desde andalucia a anatolia”

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"You can't look for duende. If you try to find it, it will evade you and you won't find it even at the end of the world. You have to wait for it to come to you... when I find myself with duende, I am capable of taking on the world...my eyesshine. You notice the duende has arrived when you begin to sing slowly, relaxed, with deep emotion, with a glazed look and your mouth tasting of blood. For me, duende is the pure essence of flamenco."  El Pele