Lyrics Frankie Laine

Frankie Laine

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 a 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 wanderr 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.