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 Razã³n Olvidamos
en Aranjuez, Amor tu Y Yo
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