Chords for LA FLOR DE LA CANELA - INTERPRETA RUBÉN BLADES

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[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[D] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[D] Let me tell [F] you, _ [Gm] Limeño, _ _ Let me tell you the [C] [Cm] glory _ _ _
[F] Of the dream that evokes [Bb] the [Fm] memory [Cm] Of the old bridge, [D] of the river [Bb] and [Eb] _ [C] the _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _ _
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[Am] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ Alameda, [Bb] Jasmine [Cm] in the [F] hair and [Dm] roses in the [Gm] face.
Ay, [C] Rosa, she walked, [Bb] the flower of the Alameda,
The flower of the cinnamon, _ [Gm] _ spilled [Fm] the slush,
[C] And at her [D] step she left, _ [G] _ aromas [C] of mixture,
That in the [Bb] chest [Cm] she carried.
[F] From the bridge [Cm] to the Alameda, [F] what a skin [Dm] she has,
Through [Gm] the sidewalk that _
[Cm] trembles, [F] to the rhythm of [Bb] her cadera.
[D] She [Fm] picked up the [F] laughter of the [D] breeze of the river,
[G] And the wind [C] threw it [F] from the bridge [Bb] to the _ [Eb] Alameda. _ _
[D] Let me [Gbm] tell you, _
[Bb] Limeño, Ay, [Gm] let [D] me tell you, Moreno,
[Am] My [Gm] thought, _ _ _ _
[Am] to see [D] if you wake up from [Gm] the dream,
Of the dream that [A] entertains Moreno, [D] your [Gm] feeling.
_ [C] _ _ _
[D] _ Aspire _ from the [Gm] slush that [Am] gives the [Gm] cinnamon flower,
_ _ [Bb] Adorn [A] it with jasmine, _ matting its [G] beauty.
_ [C] _ _ _
[D] [Am] Carpet, _ _ again [Gm] the bridge, [Gbm] and in galana the [F] _ Alameda,
That [Em] the river will [Gb] match [A] its [D] step, through [Gm] the sidewalk,
_ And [F] remember _ [Cm] that, [F] _ _
[C] _ jasmine in [G] the hair, and roses [Bb] in the [G] face.
Ay, [C] Rosa, she walked, [Gm]
the flower of the cinnamon, _
_ Spilled [E] the slush, [Fm] and at her step [D] she left, _
[G] aromas [C] of mixture,
[F] That in the chest [Bb] _ carried, [F] from the bridge to the [G] Alameda,
What [F] a skin she has, through the sidewalk that _ [Gm] trembles,
To the rhythm of her _ cadera.
She [E] picked up the laughter [Fm] of [Cm] the breeze [D] of the river,
[G] And the wind [Cm] threw it [F] from the bridge to the [G] _
[Fm] Alameda.
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[Ab] _ [C] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
[Gb] _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ [Em] _ _ [C] _ _ _
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[Fm] _ [G] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
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[Fm] _ [G] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Gb] _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
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_ _ _ [C] Ay, Rosa, she walked, [Gb] _ [F] the [D] flower of the cinnamon,
Spilled the [Fm] _ [Gm] slush, _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [D] and at her step she [Fm] left, [G] _ _ [C] _ _
aromas [F] of [Bb] mixture,
That in the chest carried, from the bridge to the Alameda, _ _
[N] _ What a skin she has, through the sidewalk that trembles,
To the rhythm of her cadera. _ _ _ _ _
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