When the afternoon languishes the shadows are reborn
And in the quiet the coffee plantations feel again
Made sad song of love from old grinding
That in the lethargy of the night seems to moan
A sorrow of love, a sadness
Take the zambo Manuel in his bitterness
He spends tireless night grinding coffee
When the afternoon languishes the shadows are reborn
And in the quiet the coffee plantations feel again
Made sad song of love from old grinding
That in the lethargy of the night seems to moan
A sorrow of love, a sadness
Take the zambo Manuel in his bitterness
He spends tireless night grinding coffee
When the afternoon languishes the shadows are reborn
And in the quiet the coffee plantations feel again
Made sad song of love from old grinding
That in the lethargy of the night seems to moan
Only among all we can make this a better place :)