En Aranjuez con tu amor


Aranjuez,
Un lugar de ensueños y de amor
Donde un rumor de fuentes de cristal
En el jardín parece hablar
En voz baja a las rosas

Aranjuez,
Hoy las hojas secas sin color
Que barre el viento
Son recuerdos del romance que una vez
Juntos empezamos tu y yo
Y sin razón olvidamos


Quizá ese amor escondido esté
En un atardecer
En la brisa o en la flor
Esperando tu regreso


Aranjuez,
Hoy las hojas secas sin color
Que barre el viento
Son recuerdos del romance que una vez
Juntos empezamos tu y yo
Y sin razón olvidamos


En Aranjuez, amor
Tu y yo




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Music and lyrics: 
Joaquín Rodrigo / Alfredo Garcia Segur 

From: Timeless (1997). 

The melody is from Concierto de Aranjuez (1940) 
by Joaquín Rodrigo (1901-1999), which originally 
is a concerto for a classical guitar and an orchestra. 
writes Anna-Kaisa Uusipaikka. This page is entirely 
devoted to Joaquin Rodrigo and the concerto. There it says: 

Concierto de Aranjuez takes its title from the site 
of the royal palaces of Aranjuez, a place favoured by 
the Bourbons. The music (or the two outer movements at least) 
is not only about the time he [Rodrigo] spent there with his
 wife on their honeymoon, but also life in the courts in the 
18th and 19th centuries. 
Anna-Kaisa added that she warmly recommends this "classical 
version" of the song, as it kind of gives more dimensions to 
Sarah Brightman's interpretation. 
 
Source of the lyrics: thanks to Carlos Edmar de Almeida Souza 
and Claudia Waterhouse, with corrections by James Galbrait, 
Carlos Pineda and Fabian Cervantes. 
Carlos also send me an English translation, meant to have an 
idea what the song is all about, with thanks to James Galbraith 
for a correction. 

In Aranjuez with your love 
Aranjuez, a place of dreams and love
Where a rumour of crystal fountains in the garden
seems to whisper to the roses


Aranjuez, 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
Waiting for your return


Aranjuez, 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


In Aranjuez, my love
You and I