Russell Watson Granada Lyrics:
Granada, tierra soñada por mí,
mi cantar se vuelve gitano
cuando es para tí.
Mi cantar, hecho de fantasía;
mi cantar, flor de melancolía,
que yo te vengo a dar.
Granada, tierra ensangrentada
en tardes 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.
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Granada, tu tierra esta llena
de lindas mujeres, de sangre y de sol.

Translation:
Granada, land of my dreams,
mine becomes a gypsy song
when I sing to you.
My song, born of fancy;
my song, melancholy flower,
that I've come to offer you.
Granada, land covered in blood
from the bullfighting afternoons,
woman who retains the spell
of Moorish eyes.
A dream-land, a rebel, a gypsy,
covered with flowers,
and I kiss your scarlet mouth,
juicy apple
that tells me about love.
Granada, my beautiful, sung
in precious coplas,
I have nothing else to give you
but a bouquet of roses
worthy of adorning the
brown-skinned Virgin.
Granada, your soil is full
of beautiful women,
blood and sunshine.
Lyrics: Granada, Russell Watson [end]