(Spoken) Esta es la leyenda de Xanadu.

You'll hear my voice on the wind, cross the sand
If you should return to that black, barren land
That bears the name of Xanadu.

Cursed, without hope, was the love that I sought.
Lost from the start was the duel that was fought
To win a heart in Xanadu.

Now no footprints leave their traces
Only shadows move in places
Where we used to go.
And the buildings open to the sky
All echo with the vultures cry
As if to show: Our love was for a day
And doomed to pass away
In Xanadu, in Xanadu, in Xanadu!

(Spoken)
What was it to you that a man laid down his life for your love?
Were those clear eyes of yours ever filled with the pain and the tears of grief?
Did you ever give yourself to any one man in this whole wide world
Or did you love me and will you find your way back one day to Xanadu?

You'll hear my voice on the wind, cross the sand
If you should return to that black, barren land
That bears the name of Xanadu.
In Xanadu, in Xanadu, in Xanadu!