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Song for Spanish Guitar

Song for Spanish Guitar

Walter Donway

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July 28, 2011



In Barcelona's summer night

A Spanish guitar's slow strumming
Went floating on the lazy air,
By many a sweet street coming--
Here snatching scent of tapas dough,
A woman's easeful laughter there--
Assailing me with such cruel yearning
I halted on an ancient stair
Beneath a consecrated arch
That cupped the moon in curving blue,
All trembling in my sight, and dim,

In Barcelona's summer night

In Barcelona's summer night


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