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Lyrics (english 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 affairs.
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 woman, blood and sunshine.