The ocean shines
like a thousand golden eyes
What you waited for

all your life

Woman of Madrid

You move in perfect time
So well dressed
almost divine


But it's the evening breeze
that brings the sound of your song

That made me wait for oh so long

It's the hush of the curtain falling down

It's the way that you move
It's the way that you sound


It's the way your eyes
play across the town


Woman of Madrid
Woman of Madrid