Granada

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 splendor 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. --- Granada - Ben E. King