Las Calles De Granada

The gypsy stepped out when the sun went down
Dancing among the reeds
He left singing a love song
To the strum of a guitar
In the window stayed
A beautiful gypsy girl
Hidden behind the red of a carnation
Like a butterfly

Gypsy, don’t cry for me, someday you’ll return
To stroll the streets of Granada
You’ll get drunk on basil and orange blossom
Lost in the gardens of the Alhambra
It’ll be the full moon that helps you find your way back
It’ll be the white snow of Granada
It’ll be the scent of rose and carnation
It’ll be the fiery kiss of your beloved

While the night started to dance
In a moonlit clearing
The gypsy girl could be heard singing
A lullaby
Sleep, little one, for the clock
Is running out of hours
Morning is already on its way
Poppy-faced

Gypsy, don’t cry for me, someday you’ll return...

Gypsy, don’t cry for me, someday you’ll return
To stroll the streets of Granada