ALHAMBRA

The Alhambra the complete form of which was , is a palace and fortress complex constructed during the mid 14th century by the Moorish rulers of the Emirate of Granada in Al-Andalus, occupying the top of the hill of the Assabica on the southeastern border of the city of Granada, now in the autonomous community of Andalusia, Spain.

The Alhambra's Moorish palaces were built for the last Muslim Emirs (Kings) in Spain and its court, of the Nasrid dynasty. After the Reconquista by the Los Reyes Católicos ("The Catholic Monarchs") in 1492 some portions were used by the Christian rulers. The Palace of Charles V, built by Charles V, Holy Roman Emperor in 1527, was inserted in the Alhambra within the Nasrid fortifications. After being allowed to fall into disrepair for centuries, the Alhambra was "discovered" in the 19th century by European scholars and travelers, with restorations commencing. It is now one of Spain's major tourist attractions, exhibiting the country's most significant and well known Islamic architecture, together with 16th-century and later Christian building and garden interventions. The Alhambra is a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

This is the Carlos V Palace, in ALhambra, and Loreena Mackennit

Loreena Mackennit in Alhambra, Granada, Andalucia. The song is called "Cymbeline", and it is a poem of Shakespeare. This is a special song. Loreena is an angel singing. Dedicated to people who love music... Finally this song will rest here. This is the place for this song

Lyrics to Cymbeline :

Fear no more the heat o' the sun

Nor the furious winters' rages;

Thou thy worldly task hast done,

Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages

Golden lads and girls all must,

As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.

The sceptre, learning, physic, must

All follow this and come to dust.

Fear no more the frown o' th' great;

Thou art past the tyrant's stroke

Care no more to clothe and eat;

To thee the reed is as the oak.

The sceptre, learning, physic, must

All follow this and come to dust.

All lovers young, all lovers must

Consign to thee and come to dust.

Fear no more the lightning flash,

Nor th' all-dreaded thunder-stone;

Fear not slander, censure rash;

Thou hast finished joy and moan.

All lovers young, all lovers must

Consign to thee and come to dust.

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