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!