paroles de chanson The Walls of Alhambra Mixea - Michael Ray Laemmle

Well, if you'll just adjust the lights, I'll find my way around this room
I can see the lights, of Alhambra through the gloom
You're sharing my bed, but you won't open your heart
You say it's cause I'm leaving at the end of March

Oh baby, I can't take this
You seem to be so far away from me
Come by my room beneath the walls of Alhambra
I've got six weeks to stay in Granada, and I want to spend every day with you

I've been having nightmares about the ghosts of Toledo
Banshees wailing by the river outside my window
I've got a good friend in Madrid who's drinking himself to death
Widowed by a Castilian girl, and it's all that he had left

In the streets of Barcelona, he broke down and wept
For the hole she left beneath him, and the part of him she kept
Oh baby, I can't take this
You seem to be so far away from me

I saw you in a gypsy bar, lighting absinthe on fire
I ordered one myself, and you served it with a smile
You asked, are you American? I said, not for a while
I love my home, but I'm running from a girl

You learned English in Galway, I found your accent rather charming
I asked when you got off, you didn't find it too alarming
Will you walk with me around this town beneath the walls of Alhambra
Let's fall in love in the shadows of Granada

If you just adjust the light, I'll find my way around this room
I can see the light of Alhambra through the gloom
You're sharing my bed, but you won't open your heart
You say it's cause I'm leaving at the end of March

Oh baby, I can't take this
You seem to be so far away from me
Oh baby, I can't take this
You seem to be so far away from me