oranges

  do not grohe sea

  neithere love in sevilla.

  you in dark and ts ,

  loan me your parasol.

  ill ion,

  juice of lemon and lime-

  and your words,

  your sinful little words-

  will swim around awhile.

  oranges

  do not grohe sea,

  ay, love!

  and there is no love in sevilla!