Granada, I'm falling under your spell, 格拉纳达，我跌倒在你的法术，

And if you could speak, what a fascinating tale you would tell. 如果你会说，你能告诉什么有趣的故事。

Of an age the world has long forgotten. 一个时代的世界早已被遗忘。

Of an age that weaves a silent magic in Granada today. 的时代，今天编织一个无声的魔法在格拉纳达。

   

The dawn in the sky greets the day with a sigh for Granada, 在天空中的黎明迎接新的一天，叹了口气对格拉纳达，

For she can remember the splendor that once was Granada. 因为她能记住的辉煌曾经是格拉纳达。

It still can be found in the hills all around as I wander along. 它仍然可以在山上各地我一起流浪中找到。

Entranced by the beauty before me, 在我面前的美丽着迷，

Entranced by a land full of sunshine and flowers and song. 通过充满阳光和鲜花和歌曲的土地着迷。

   

And when day is done and the sun starts to set in Granada, 当一天结束，太阳开始在格拉纳达设置，

I envy the blush of the snow-clad Sierra Nevada. 我羡慕被雪覆盖的内华达山脉的腮红。

For soon it will welcome the stars while a thousand guitars, 对于很快就会欢迎，而一千吉他明星，

Play a soft habanera. 发挥软哈巴涅拉。

Then moonlit Granada will live again the glory of yesterday, 然后月光格拉纳达会再活昨日的辉煌，

Romantic and gay. 浪漫和快乐。