Under the Andalusian moon, our hearts entwine,
Dancing flamenco beats, your hand in mine.
Spanish nights sing serenades of old,
A love story in whispers, beautifully told.

In Seville’s streets, we find our way,
Through cobblestone paths where lovers sway.
The scent of oranges fills the air,
In every moment, your love is there.

By Madrid’s lights, our dreams ignite,
With every kiss, our souls take flight.
The passion of Spain, in every glance,
A timeless bond, a timeless dance.

From Barcelona to Valencia’s shore,
Our love grows deeper, more and more.
With every sunset, our hearts align,
In the tapestry of Spanish love, forever divine.