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 a silent magic in Granada today The dawn in the sky greets the day with a sigh for Granada For she can remember the splendor 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 flowers and song When day is done and the sun starts to set in Granada I envy the blush of the snow-clad Sierra Nevada Soon it will welcome the stars While a thousand guitars play a soft Carbinera Then moonlit Granada will live again The glory of yesterday, romantic and gay And soon it will welcome the stars While a gang of guitars play a soft Carbinera Then moonlit Granada will live again The glory of yesterday, romantic, gay, Granada