Enamorao de La Giralda

I am crazy in love
With a woman from Seville
My woman is very gypsy
And in April she wears a mantilla

She has taken away my senses
From how much I love her
My woman is a Moor
Who is close to heaven

What godmother would I have
If I married her
It would be the Golden Tower
Which is the second most beautiful

As godfather I would have a river
And its waters would be calm
I would go on a honeymoon
To my neighborhood of Triana

She has something different
Raises her bells to the sky
My woman is the tallest
The most beautiful of Seville and Triana
My woman is La Giralda

She carries Arabia in her eyes
And the Giraldillo watches over her
And she is filled with orange blossoms
Scented with incense and wax

She sheds tears from the sky
Unable to contain them
When she sees from afar
The Lord of Great Power coming

She is a princess of April
She looks out at the Maestranza
She falls in love with Morante
When she sees him make a cape pass

They say I have gone crazy
Because I love my Giralda
They say love is blind
And its bells blind me