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[00:02.14]The soft winds of Buenos Aires
[00:11.97]Once blew into her room
[00:21.34]Now all she can do is kneel and pray
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[00:41.07]She''s lost in the streets
[00:45.05]Lost in her thoughts
[00:50.64]She''s lost in the smiles of the baby all day
[00:59.67]She''s new in New York, dressed up like a doll
[01:04.77]But broken like clay
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[01:18.83]She cries when underneath the crystal moon
[01:26.05]She hears a sultry Spanish song
[01:30.95]But coming from that neighborhood saloon
[01:35.79]It sounds all wrong
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[02:21.30]Puts the child in the stroller
[02:25.00]And walks through the park
[02:30.68]"What a beautiful baby you have"
[02:34.84]The women all say
[02:40.82]"Thank you" she says, pretending it''s hers
[02:45.43]Her own is so far away
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