Nasci En Sevilla

I got a kiss of life when I was born,
And they sang me a folk song
Baptized me in Triana,
With water from the Guadalquivir river,
With water from the Guadalquivir river.

And Seville taught me, arm in arm
With a dark-skinned, black-haired gypsy
Among the scent of tuberoses and mint.

Born in Seville, Seville
Among red carnations and chamomile
Born in Seville, Seville
Among white walls and flamenco.

I got a kiss of life when I was born
And they painted my face
And dressed me in white
With the silver moon of April
With the silver moon of April.

And took me to the fair
At a slow trot on my horse
And behind me
Little bells of glory from my Giralda.

Born in Seville, Seville
Among red carnations and chamomile
Born in Seville, Seville
Among white walls and flamenco.

I got a kiss of life when I was born
And they told me a sorrow
And washed my face
With water from the Guadalquivir river,
With water from the Guadalquivir river.

And dressed me in black
And all of Triana dressed in black
For the three falls
Of a divine gypsy from my Seville.

Born in Seville, Seville
Among red carnations and chamomile
Born in Seville, Seville
Among white walls and flamenco.