Volver a Sevilla

I remember the corners of Sevilla
And I search in my memory for that moment
Of kisses and more kisses on the shore
Of the river of my life and my dreams
I wish to be a steed and be a rider
To fly across the distance
That distance of yours that kills me
That distance of yours that pushes me away.

I wish to be back there again
And gaze at Triana in the month of April
And return very soon to you
To kiss the shore of the Guadalquivir

I still remember the joyful smile
That their women offer on the streets
And that unmistakable fresh aroma
Of Maria Luisa Park and its gardens
The old tower that watches over the bridge
Gets mad at its sister and doesn't speak to her
And the Giralda sadly says
Just give me a glance.

I wish to be back there again
And gaze at Triana in the month of April
And return very soon to you
To kiss the shores of the Guadalquivir... (REPEAT)