A story about a beautiful seniorita who has found a new love...and the man that she left behind.
Begun as an instrumental as a guitar duet, the story evolved as I played.....
My Maneulla, whose your new fella?
How I wish were me, But it was not to be,
For you’re the one that I adore,.
I hope that he brings happiness,
And the love you are looking for,
I saw you in the villa, with your new love at your side,
And how I wish that one, with you, was me,
The feelings all came flooding back,
When I saw you there,
I remember, how it all, came to be.
I gave you all the love I had,
And still you seemed so sad,
So then I let you go, to find, your one true love,
T’was only you, that I was thinking of.
My Maneulla, whose your new fella?
How I wish were me, But it was not to be,
For you’re the one that I adore,.
I hope that he brings happiness,
And the love you are looking for,
I'll never meet another woman, who is as bright as you,
Your radiant smile illuminates the room,
I hope that you are happy now,
At least, you seem to be,
But for me, my life has turned to gloom.
I gave you all the love I had,
And still you seemed so sad,
So then I let you go, to find, your one true love,
T’was only you, that I was thinking of.
My Maneulla, whose your new fella?
How I wish were me, But it was not to be,
For you’re the one that I adore,
I hope that he brings happiness,
And the love you are looking for,