Blackmore's Night Spanish Nights
Silent she rose From the cold desert sands Painted in shadows A dark caravan... Quiet as a wisper With moves like a cat She ruled like a storm cloud Her eyes glowing black... Oh, and they cried Malguena Wait for me Malaguena I remember it well... Oh, and they cry Malaguena Wait for me Malaguena I remember it well... Oh, too well... And so they rode On the wings of a song Spinning in silence The world was their own... two lovers locked in the arms of the dance Freedom begins with the game of the dance And now they rise Like a wave on the seas Lost in a rhythm And ever they'll be...
