Noche Andaluza
Alameda
Andalusian Night
Andalusian night, full moon
Of hidden sources, serene soul
And the lute sweetly sounds from a corner
Wine of roses and honey to forget
While silhouettes dance in the backlight
Touch of shadows on the skin, fleeting wing
Night of love, southern night
Final night
Near the Guadalquivir
A courtyard and a lemon grove
Andalusian night in April
Smelling of myrtle the hallway
Naked angel of love
Offers his jugs to drink
Until the light of dawn
Calls from the balcony
Andalusian night of full moon
In the gardens the lover waits
And its light is the tremor of a star
Moistens on her lips
The carnation that will bloom
Crimson red that moistened the darkness
Near the Guadalquivir
A courtyard and a lemon grove
Andalusian night in April
Smelling of myrtle the hallway
Naked angel of love
Offers his jugs to drink
Until the light of dawn
