Sevilla

I don't care
To sing in Sierpes
Or in Plaza Nueva
To walk through those little streets
So narrow

I want to be
Just another vagabond
Covered by stars
That light up my city

I sat down
In a square full of colors
And I breathed in
The soft aroma
Left by the flowers
At dawn

I want to be
Just another vagabond

To walk the paths
Of Maria Luisa Park
And to throw
Compliments that rise
With the breeze
At dawn

To share in
The night a moment
To share the silence
The desire to live

And to play
At being a dove
That crosses Triana
To be a garden
Among orange trees
White with orange blossoms

To share in the night a moment

I don't care
To sing in Sierpes
Or in Plaza Nueva