Favorita de Un Sultán
Medina Azahara
Favorite of a Sultan
With the passage of time
your name resurfaces
it rises like a dream
mysterious to me.
Neither wars nor winds
could destroy you,
they made you out of love
and of love you will live.
For you I walk again
and breathe your perfume
and I feel how you look at me
with you I dream again.
Favorite of a sultan
your name smells like orange blossom
you dominate me in your dreams
and during the day you are no longer there.
In the shadows and in silence
with the strength of a volcano,
you rise from the earth
and invite me to dream.
In my mind your memory
flying through the city,
I am a passing dream
searching for my identity.
For you I walk again
and breathe your perfume
and I feel how you look at me
with you I dream again.
Favorite of a sultan
your name smells like orange blossom
you dominate me in your dreams
and during the day you are no longer there.