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 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