Alfred Garcia

Barcelona
Delicious fruit, we know I'm out I want to eat but just I touch I love to give you presents on Tuesday night I love the way of your hair on morning's light I want to meet you on the streets of Barcelona I want to meet you on the streets I want to meet you on the streets of Barcelona Singing in Plaza for me Hold my hand, take me out Take my lips to your mouth Just your smile when things go right Just my eyes to your eyes I love to give you presents on Tuesday night I love the way of your hair on morning's light I want to meet you on the streets of Barcelona I want to meet you on the streets I want to meet you on the streets of Barcelona Singing in Plaza for me I want to meet you on the streets of Barcelona I want to meet you on the streets I want to meet you on the streets of Barcelona Of Barcelona From Letras Mania