Aranjuez, a place of dreams and love
Where a murmur of crystal fountains
In the garden seems to speak
In a low voice to the roses
Aranjuez, today the dry leaves without color
That the wind sweeps away
They are memories of the romance that once existed
Together you and I began
And for no reason we forget
Maybe That hidden love is
In a sunset
In the breeze or in the flower waiting for your return
Aranjuez, today the dry leaves without color
That the wind sweeps away
br/>They are memories of the romance that once
Together you and I began
And without reason we forget
In Aranjuez, love
You and I

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