In this Spanish night,
The healing music of love, like the wind
Flows down from the Sierra de Collserolla hills to the seashore
A warm captivating guitar melody resounding over the lapping waves
For two wandering lovers, you and I, on the Barcelona shore
Our love becomes a burning flame
Enveloping and sweeping us up to that golden moonlight realm that only lovers know
And we stroll onward through the moonlight sands
As our hearts become one
Forever in this magical moment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem