Cristal of my Life

Old Bottles in an Old Bar



Aun quedan en Sevilla, viejas tascas con viejas botellas, siempre que puedo recorro esas tascas y recuerdo a mi abuelo cuando me llevaba de la mano por sitios como este

When I go to old bars in Seville, I always can remember when I was going with my grandfather of his hand, He always spoke to me about places like this one