I see your shadow dance through the light
Over my ceiling, a ghost in the night
Out of my window there's nothing but rain
I search for a reason to see you again
Under Triana skies
I dream about you
I hear a gypsy cries
Over and over
Flamenco nights
Flamenco nights
I hear you whisper inside my head
I turn to hold you but you're not in my bed
Passion or madness I want to know
When a time and a place won't let you go
Under Triana skies
I know I'll find you
But I hear you say goodbye
Over and over
Flamenco nights
Flamenco nights
Flamenco nights
Flamenco nights
Flamenco nights
Flamenco nights
