The smell of salt surrounds my thirst,
The color of your street bewitches me.
The sound of the sea that brings me here?
love my cante and seduce my skin.
Flemish land of pain and sadness
that has forged the flag, of the poet
who defends Andalusia with his life.
Patio where the air draws the walls,
song of flowers that give love.
A man sitting with a guitar,
sirens song and gypsy dance.
Flemish land of passion and joy
that fills us with hope night and day,
I defend Andaluc? a, with my life.
We were two singing to life
I come to remember your voice and your happy melody.
I do not want to get away from you?
tie my sailboat that is my sincere heart.
And now guide, love to fly
for your mountains and your rivers,
love me to say I love you,
with a single complaint,
Andalusia, I love you, my life.
We were two singing to life,
I come to remember your voice and your happy melody.
Andalucia, Andalusia ..
You have given me everything I am,
the way of walking,
I'm measuring my little step
to not lose me anymore.
You have given me everything I am,
the way of walking,
I'm measuring my little step
to not lose me anymore.
You have given me everything I am,
the way of walking,
I'm measuring my little step
to not lose me anymore.
You have given me everything I am,
the way of walking,
I'm measuring my little step
to not lose me anymore.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)