The Last Coffee
lyrics by Cátulo Castillo
?music by Héctor Stamponi
Your memory touches down like a tornado,
the autumn sun begins to set again
I watch the drizzle, and as I watch
the spoon stirs in the coffee…
In the last coffee
that your lips coldly
ordered that time
in a sighing voice.
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