en aranjuez con tu amor
brightman, sarah
un lugar de ensuenos y de amor
donde un rumor de fuentes de cristal
en el jardin parece hablar
hoy las hojas secas sin color
son recuerdos del romance que una vez
quiza ese amor escondido este
hoy las hojas secas sin color
son recuerdos del romance que una vez
a place of dreams and love
where a rumour of crystal fountains in the garden
seems to whisper to the roses
today the dry leaves without colour
which are swept by the wind
are just reminders of the romance we once started
and that we've forsaken without reason
maybe this love is hidden in one sunset
in the breeze or in a flower
today the dry leaves without colour
which are swept by the wind
are just reminders of the romance we once started
and that we've forsaken without reason