Sevilla
Rocío Jurado
Seville
Towers with wings of gold
that dream distances.
Streets with shadows of centuries
and silver tuberoses.
Songs that scratch stars
that scratch the soul.
Nights reflections of a river
that wanted to be sea,
that wanted to be sea.
Seville,
green sound clarity.
Green land, blue the air
where the sleepy water
of a tower falls in love.
Seville,
green sound clarity.
Of Andalusian solitudes.
Fire, snow, tears and song.
Seville, Seville, Seville.
Songs that scratch stars
that scratch the soul.
Nights reflections of a river
that wanted to be sea,
that wanted to be sea.
Seville,
green sound clarity.
Green land, blue the air
where the sleepy water
of a tower falls in love.
Seville,
green sound clarity.
Of Andalusian solitudes.
Fire, snow, tears and song.
Seville, Seville, Seville.
