Aranjuez, mon amour [English translation]

My love, on the water of the fountains, my love

Where the wind takes them, my love

The fallen evening, that one sees floating

Rose petals

My love and walls chafe against my love

In the sun, in the wind, in a sudden rainstorm

And in the years that pass by

Since the morning in May that they came

And when, singing, suddenly they wrote on the walls with the end of their rifles

Such very strange things

My love, the rosebush follows the traces, my love

On the wall and wraps around, my love

Their engraved names and each summer

From a beautiful red are the roses

My love, dry the fountains, my love

In the sun, in the wind of the plain

And in the years that pass by

Since the morning in May that they came

Flower on the heart, the naked feet, the light step

And eyes brightened by a strange smile

And on this wall when the evening descends

One would think they saw bloodstains

It’s nothing but roses!

Aranjuez, my love