✕
Vertaling
The Last King
In your big garden,
the myrtle reigns
which by endless breezes
is rocked.
Nasrid2flower,
I lost you
and now I feel even more andalusian.
I dream of the Alhambra3
where I was born...
I looked back
I cried for you, Granada.
I Never ever,
Wanted to surrender my beloved.
My whole being
remained in your sun, Granada,
when losing
crying like a woman
Western pearl,
my great capital
you were mine
and I lost you...
Like a woman,
I cry your name
and even though I'm amazed,
I didn't know how to win
like a man.
Nasrid flower,
I lost you
and now I feel even more andalusian.
I dream of the Alhambra
where I was born...
I looked back
I cried for you, Granada.
Never before,
I wanted to surrender my beloved.
My whole being
remained in your sun, Granada,
when losing
crying like a woman
| bedankt! ❤ |  |  |
| 1 keer bedankt | ||
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Hecatombe op 2022-01-27
Hecatombe op 2022-01-27Geplaatst om te voldoen aan het verzoek van 
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| 1. | Canción del Pirata |
| 2. | Swan Lake |
| 3. | El Último Rey |
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