Текст и перевод песни Johnny Mathis - Granada

Granada

Granada, tierra soñada por mi
Mi cantar, se vuelve gitano cuando es para ti.
Mi cantar, hecho de fantasia.
Mi cantar, flor de melancolia
Que yo te vengo a dar.
Granada, tierra ensangrentada en tarde de toros.
Mujer que conserva el embrujo de los ojos moros.
De sueño rebelde gitana cubierta de flores
Y beso tu boca de grana,
Jugosa manzana que me habla de amores.
Granada, "manola" cantada en coplas preciosas.
No tengo otra cosa que darte que un ramo de rosas.
De rosas de suave fragancia
Que le dieran marco a la Virgen morena.
Granada tu tierra esta llena
De lindas mujeres de sangre y de sol.
De rosas de suave fragancia
Que le dieran marco a la Virgen morena.
Granada tu tierra est llena
De lindas mujeres de sangre y de sol.

Granada

Granada, land of my dreams
My song becomes a gypsy's when it's for you.
My song, made of fantasy.
My song, a flower of melancholy
That I come to give you.
Granada, land bloodied in the afternoon of bulls.
Woman who preserves the spell of Moorish eyes.
Of rebellious dream, gypsy covered in flowers
And I kiss your crimson mouth,
Juicy apple that speaks to me of love.
Granada, "manola" sung in beautiful verses.
I have nothing else to give you but a bouquet of roses.
Of roses with a soft fragrance
That could frame the dark-skinned Virgin.
Granada, your land is full
Of beautiful women of blood and sun.
Of roses with a soft fragrance
That could frame the dark-skinned Virgin.
Granada, your land is full
Of beautiful women of blood and sun.