Sevilla Tiene Un Color Especial

Seville Has a Special Color

Sevilla Tiene Un Color Especial

Seville, so smiling, I fill with joy when I talk to its peopleSevilla, tan sonriente, yo me lleno de alegría cuando hablo con su gente
Seville enchants the sky, to dress it in blue, even the sun sleeps in TrianaSevilla enamora al cielo, para vestirlo de azul, hasta el sol duerme en Triana
And the moon in Santa CruzY la luna en Santa Cruz

Seville has a special color, Seville still has its magicSevilla tiene un color especial, Sevilla sigue teniendo, su duende
It still smells like orange blossom to me, I like being with its peopleMe sigue oliendo a azahar, me gusta estar con su gente
Seville has a special color, Seville still has its magicSevilla tiene un color especial, Sevilla sigue teniendo, su duende
It still smells like orange blossom to me, I like being with its peopleMe sigue oliendo a azahar, me gusta estar con su gente

Seville, so affectionate, so bullfighter, gypsy, so dark and so beautifulSevilla, tan cariñosa, tan torerita, gitana, tan morena y tan hermosa
Seville enchants the river and even goes to Sanlúcar, and the woman in a mantillaSevilla enamora al río y hasta Sanlúcar se va, y a la mujer de mantilla
Likes to watch her pass byLe gusta verla pasar

Seville has a special color, Seville still has its magicSevilla tiene un color especial, Sevilla sigue teniendo, su duende
It still smells like orange blossom to me, I like being with its peopleMe sigue oliendo a azahar, me gusta estar con su gente
Seville has a special color, Seville still has its magicSevilla tiene un color especial, Sevilla sigue teniendo, su duende
It still smells like orange blossom to me, I like being with its peopleMe sigue oliendo a azahar, me gusta estar con su gente

Seville, you are my lover, mysterious Moorish queen, so flamenco and elegantSevilla, tu eres mi amante, misteriosa reina mora, tan flamenca y elegante
Seville enchants the world for its way of being, for its warmth, for its fairsSevilla enamora al mundo por su manera de ser, por su calor, por sus ferias
Seville had to beSevilla tuvo que ser

Seville has a special color, Seville still has its magicSevilla tiene un color especial, Sevilla sigue teniendo, su duende
It still smells like orange blossom to me, I like being with its peopleMe sigue oliendo a azahar, me gusta estar con su gente
Seville has a special color, Seville still has its magicSevilla tiene un color especial, Sevilla sigue teniendo, su duende
It still smells like orange blossom to me, I like being with its peopleMe sigue oliendo a azahar, me gusta estar con su gente