Translation of the song lyrics Lara: Granada - Russell Watson, Royal Philharmonic Orchestra, Nicholas Dodd

Lara: Granada (original)

Granada, tierra soñada por mÍ
Mi cantar se vuelve gitano cuando es para ti
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
Te 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
Granada tu tierra está llena
De lindas mujeres de sangre y de sol
De rosas de suave fragancia
Que le dieran marco a la Virgen morena
Granada tu tierra está llena
De lindas mujeres de sangre y de sol

(translation)

Granada, land of my dreams
My singing becomes gypsy when it's for you
My singing, made of fantasy
My song, flower of melancholy
that I come to give you
Granada, bloodied land in bullfighting afternoons
Woman who retains the spell of Moorish eyes
I dream of you rebel gypsy covered in flowers
And I kiss your scarlet mouth
Juicy apple that speaks to me of love
Granada, "manola" sung in beautiful couplets
I have nothing else to give you, than a bouquet of roses
Of softly fragrant roses
That they give a frame to the dark Virgin
Granada your land is full
Of beautiful women of blood and sun
Of softly fragrant roses
That they give a frame to the dark Virgin
Granada your land is full
Of beautiful women of blood and sun