<div class="pull-left">Hola mis queridos amigos y colegas, cómo están?
Mi entrada de esta semana es una leyenda muy venezolana, habla de una historia de amor intensa, pero corta entre dos personas que se conocen en Margarita (una ciudad turística muy famosa de Venezuela).
No obstante ese amor duró muy poco y se dice que cantan y lloran el uno por el otro</div>
<div class="pull-right">Hello my dear friends and colleagues, how are you?
My entry this week is a very Venezuelan legend, it talks about an intense but short love story between two people who meet in Margarita (a very famous tourist city in Venezuela).
However that love was short-lived and it is said that they sing and cry for each other.</div>

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**<center>Lyrics</center>
<center>Legend has it that they already liked each other
That they met one morning
Where the waves hit María Guevara
On that beautiful Margarita Island
He was a fisherman of great dreams
She was one of the muses of the parnassus
They say she came from the city
To know the island and nothing more
But his heart was trapped
He was always noble and gentlemanly
He gave her his life in an I love you
And like her he had to return
To the noises of the capital
The man since then so alone...
He sings and doesn't stop looking for her, doesn't stop dreaming of her
And from time to time he feels like crying
He sings and never stops looking for her, he never stops dreaming of her
He sings, he takes a drink and he feels like crying
Legend has it that they really loved each other
There were no four seasons, only springs
And though it was just a weekend trip
The skies on the shore were happy
He was always noble and gentlemanly
He gave his life to her in an I love you
And as she had to return
To the noises of the capital
The man since then so alone...
He sings and doesn't stop looking for her, doesn't stop dreaming of her
And from time to time he feels like crying
He sings and never stops looking for her, he never stops dreaming of her
He sings, he takes a drink and he feels like crying
He sings and he won't stop looking for her, he won't stop dreaming of her
And from time to time he feels like crying
He sings and he won't stop looking for her, he won't stop dreaming of her
He sings, he takes a drink and he feels like crying
He sings and he won't stop looking for her, he won't stop dreaming of her
And from time to time he feels like crying
He sings and he won't stop looking for her, he won't stop dreaming of her
He sings, he takes a drink and he wants to cry</center>**

https://youtu.be/JqSd1JRA6QA

><center>Letra</center>
<center>Cuenta la leyenda que ya se gustaban
Que se conocieron una mañanita
Donde golpean la olas a María Guevara
En esa hermosa Isla de Margarita
Él era pescador de grandes sueños
Ella una de las musas del parnaso
Dicen que llego de la ciudad
A conocer la isla y nada más
Pero su corazón quedó atrapado
Él siempre fue noble y caballero
Le entregó su vida en un te quiero
Y como ella tuvo que regresar
A los ruidos de la capital
El hombre desde entonces tan solo...
Canta y no para e' buscarla, no deja e' soñarla
Y de vez en cuando le dan ganas de llorar
Canta y no para e' buscarla, no deja e' soñarla
Canta, se da un trago y le dan ganas de llorar
Cuenta la leyenda que en verdad se amaban
No había cuatro estaciones, solo primaveras
Y aunque fue solo un viaje de fin de semana
Se alegraron los cielos en la rivera
Él siempre fue noble y caballero
Le entregó su vida en un te quiero
Y como ella tuvo que regresar
A los ruidos de la capital
El hombre desde entonces tan solo...
Canta y no para e' buscarla, no deja e' soñarla
Y de vez en cuando le dan ganas de llorar
Canta y no para e' buscarla, no deja e' soñarla
Canta, se da un trago y le dan ganas de llorar
Canta y no para e' buscarla, no deja e' soñarla
Y de vez en cuando le dan ganas de llorar
Canta y no para e' buscarla, no deja e' soñarla
Canta, se da un trago y le dan ganas de llorar
Canta y no para e' buscarla, no deja e' soñarla
Y de vez en cuando le dan ganas de llorar
Canta y no para e' buscarla, no deja e' soñarla
Canta, se da un trago y le dan ganas de llorar</center>