Sevilla Tiene Un Color Especial
Los Del Rio
Seville Has a Special Color
Seville, so smiling, I fill with joy when I talk to its people
Seville enchants the sky, to dress it in blue, even the sun sleeps in Triana
And the moon in Santa Cruz
Seville has a special color, Seville still has its magic
It still smells like orange blossom to me, I like being with its people
Seville has a special color, Seville still has its magic
It still smells like orange blossom to me, I like being with its people
Seville, so affectionate, so bullfighter, gypsy, so dark and so beautiful
Seville enchants the river and even goes to Sanlúcar, and the woman in a mantilla
Likes to watch her pass by
Seville has a special color, Seville still has its magic
It still smells like orange blossom to me, I like being with its people
Seville has a special color, Seville still has its magic
It still smells like orange blossom to me, I like being with its people
Seville, you are my lover, mysterious Moorish queen, so flamenco and elegant
Seville enchants the world for its way of being, for its warmth, for its fairs
Seville had to be
Seville has a special color, Seville still has its magic
It still smells like orange blossom to me, I like being with its people
Seville has a special color, Seville still has its magic
It still smells like orange blossom to me, I like being with its people
