21/07/2013 SWEET TASTE OF THE
SOUTH A.BARO
It's a glorious day in springtime
magnolias sprout all around
I take my fishing rod and fishing line
It's a good day for a ride
I'm whistling, carefree and without hurry
I take the old river road
I walk the bend, there's
no worry
I lie down to rest on the shore
From there I feel the sweet taste of the south
I breath, hundreds of smells fill my soul
the ground is my nest, the world is mine
and the river flows and I feel fine
It's a glorious day in springtime
magnolias sprout all around
I take my fishing rod and fishing line
It's a good day for a ride
Music
From there I feel the sweet taste of the south
I breath, hundreds of smells fill my soul
the ground is my nest, the world is mine
and the river flows and I feel fine
I can stay all the day, all night long
alone, river , me and my thoughts
no need big things, nothing at all
I'm happy whistlig only a song
Music
From there I feel the sweet taste of the south
I breath, hundreds of smells fill my soul
the ground is my nest, the world is mine
and the river flows and I feel fine
It's a glorious day in springtime
magnolias sprout all around
I take my fishing rod and fishing line
It's a good day for a ride
Respiro, cientos de aromas llenan mi alma
la tierra es mi nido, el mundo es mio
y el Río fluye, me siento bien.
Puedo permanecer todo el dia, toda la noche