La Novia Del Conde de Alba

Sad news, sad news
Were being said around Seville
That the Count of Alba is getting married
To a lady of great worth

He walked around his room
Where he cried and moaned
He twisted his white hands
And twisted his rings

He saw the Count of Alba coming
With all his company
Count of Alba, Count of Alba
Count of Alba and my life

They told me you are getting married
To a lady of great worth
-Who came to tell you?
Who didn't speak lies

My wedding will be tomorrow
And I was coming to invite you
Upon hearing those words
The girl fell headfirst

Oh, how bad love is
But I didn't know
That the heart turns
Upside down