Once, I dreamed what the future held for me
There was an Andalusian patio, my boy plays the guitar
The other burst into song, my wife and my girl were dancing
To the bulerías rhythm, while I clap along
Dreams are dreams and destiny will decide
What the future has for me
If my dreams will come true
I'm asking God that it come true
Because I spend the whole day sleeping to find happiness
To be able to kiss her every morning
Look to the side and see her lying in my bed
It'll be my night, it'll be my day
And a little house in the Santa Cruz neighborhood
A big window and a small Andalusian patio
Vines climbing up the staircase
Through a grate you see the sun and light comes in
And when night reaches my window
I pick jasmine and my lady's flower scents the air
In my old rocking chair I fall asleep
And upon waking from the dream, everything had gone
The one that will be my future wife
The mother of my three children
Sevillian, pretty and beautiful
When she dances she seems to fly
That eternal love, I swear to you
To be able to kiss her every morning
Look to the side and see her lying in my bed
It'll be my night, it'll be my day
A little house in the Santa Cruz neighborhood
A big window and a small Andalusian patio
Vines climbing up the staircase
Through a grate you see the sun and light comes in
And when night reaches my window
I pick jasmine and my lady's flower scents the air
In my old rocking chair I fall asleep
And upon waking from the dream, everything had gone
And a little house in the Santa Cruz neighborhood
A big window and a small Andalusian patio
Vines climbing up the staircase
Through a grate you see the sun and light comes in
And when night reaches my window
I pick jasmine and my lady's flower scents the air
In my old rocking chair I fall asleep
Upon waking from the dream, everything had gone