Granada

Granada,

I'm falling under your spell!

And if you could speak

What a fascinating tale you would tell

Of an age the world has long forgotten,

Of an age that weaves the silent magic

In Granada today!

The dawn in the sky

Greets the day with a sigh for Granada

For she can remember

The splendour that once was Granada

It still can be found in the hills

All around as I wander along

Entranced by the beauty before me

Entranced by a land full of

Sunshine and flowers and song!

And when day is done and the sun

Starts to set in Granada

I envy the blush of the snow-clad Sierra Nevada

For soon it will welcome the stars

While a thousand guitars play a soft Habanera

Then moonlit Granada will live again

The glory of yesterday romantic and gay!