Anduriña: A Melodic Journey from Galicia
Anduriña
In Galicia, one day I heard
An old story in a café
About a girl who escaped from the village
Anduriña, young and free,
They cry as they wonder where she may be,
But no one wants to go looking for her.
Anduriña, they called her, those she left behind,
Fly back to port soon, please,
The grandfather is by the hearth,
(The grandfather is by the hearth)
He speaks and smiles wickedly,
(He returns to smile wickedly)
Anduriña is young,
She will return, you will see,
A little bird without feathers,
On a grey day she will land,
Her mystery will no longer be a mystery,
The name Anduriña will never be heard again.
But until then, where is she?
Where is she? Anduriña, where is she?
Anduriña, where is she?
Anduriña, where…
Lyrics of Anduriña by Juan Y Junior
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