Long live Rioja and Spain,
Their red rains and wine
From mountains to plains.
Having aged five years in oak
Every cloud needs a cork,
As the Ebro River threads
The valley with Sierra reds
And grape leaves flow to sea
Like a vine through a tree,
A wineglass sunset
On the vintner’s table comes to rest.

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