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• Halfway between heaven and hell.
  • Joaquín Sabina, singer and writer.

• I've cried in Venetia, I've been lost in Manhattan, I've grown up in La Havana, I've been an outcast in Paris, Mexico torments me, Buenos Aires kills me, but there's always a train that goes to Madrid.
  • Joaquín Sabina, singer and writer.

• Even if the summer dies and winter is in a hurry; spring knows I'll be waiting in Madrid
  • Joaquín Sabina, singer and writer.

• Let's say I talk about Madrid
  • Joaquín Sabina, singer and writer.