Lost In La Alambra Castellano – Camila Benson – letras

Once upon a time,A purple moon awakenedOver cypresses and chimes,The air breathed April orange blossoms,Cinnamon and crime,A silver lightBeheld the sightOf Moorish towers dripping water gardensUnder the old Alhambra night.Walking all alone,I knew about the spell of beingA sultan on his throne,The fragile soul of beautyAnd the spirit of the unknown,The excited breathOf love and death,The raving visions of bewildered passionsWritten on the starry breadth.Lost in La Alhambra,In a night where a breeze is a sighMaking love to a murmuring stream…Lost in La Alhambra,Lost in a dream.Suddenly a handAwakened me from ecstasyTo make me understandThat I got lostWhile wandering along this wonderland,I turned to seeWho could it beAnd I found Irving, the tale-teller, dancingLike a fool in front of me. »Welcome, my dear friend,La Alhambra is the beginning of a taleThat never ends,There´s no way out, no getting back,If that´s what you pretend.You´ll never findThe path behind,This fool in front of you gave up long time agoWhile seeking peace of mind ».