Granada-first (slow) Ver - Frankie Laine

Granada, I’m falling under your spell

And if you could speak what a fascinating tale you would tell

Of an age the world has long forgotten

Of an age that weaves the silent magic in Granada today

The dawn in the sky greets the day with a sigh for Granada

For she can remember the splendour that once was Granada

It still can be found in the hills all around as I wander along

Entranced by the beauty before me

Entranced by a land full of sunshine and flowers and song

And when day is done and the sun starts to set in Granada

I envy the blush of the snow clad Sierra Nevada

For soon it will welcome the stars

While a thousand guitars play a soft Habanera

Then moonlit Granada will live again

The glory of yesterday romantic and gay