Proclamación de la copla. [English translation]

Tempest with a calm sea

storm without downpour,

Lightning within the soul,

A lightning rod of "I love you".

All snow in Graná1

burning inside a grille,

and all the ocean waves

giving its salt to a moan.

Maze of love

and north for forgetfulness

what you want to understand

another, by singing, has lived it.

It’s not a song, is called ballad

and fits inside the life,

that the ballad it's the love

which is called Andalusia.

The ballad is the wide sea

and the sand on the beach,

the song is wherever it goes

the voice of a people that sings.

It’s not a song, is called ballad

and fits inside the life,

that the ballad it's the love

which is called Andalusia.

A gale from the corners

a dream in the alleyways,

a scarf for farewells,

a flag for towers.

Oh, sweet Cañaveral,

all the salt of 'San Femando'

When I start singing,

the ballad is going spilling.

Little pillow for dreaming

and little water to my lips,

an illusion to deceive

even the very disappointment.

It’s not a song, is called ballad

and fits inside the life,

that the ballad it's the love

which is called Andalusia.

The ballad is the wide sea

and the sand on the beach,

the song is wherever it goes

the voice of a people that sings.

It’s not a song, is called ballad

and fits inside the life,

that the ballad it's the love

which is called Andalusia.

1. Granada, a city and the capital of the province of Granada, in the autonomous community of Andalusia, Spain.

• Artist:Carlos Cano