Spanish Bombs

Spanish songs in Andalucía

The shooting sites in the days of '39

Oh, please leave the Ventana open

Federico Lorca is dead and gone

Bullet holes in the cemetery walls

The black cars, the Guardia Civil

Spanish bombs on the Costa Rica

I'm flying in on a DC-10 tonight

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito

Yo te quiero, oh mi corazón

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito

Yo te quiero, oh mi corazón

Spanish weeks in my disco casino

The freedom fighters died up on the hill

They sang the red flag

They wore the black one

After they died, it was "Mockingbird Hill"

Back home, the buses went up in flashes

The Irish tomb was drenched in blood

Spanish bombs shatter the hotels

My señorita's rose was nipped in the bud

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito

Yo te quiero, oh mi corazón

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito

Yo te quiero, oh mi corazón

The hillsides ring with, "Free the people"

Or can I hear the echoes from the days of '39?

With trenches full of poets

The ragged army, fixing' bayonets to fight the other line

Spanish bombs rock the province

I'm hearing music from another time

Spanish bombs on the Costa Brava

I'm flying in on a DC-10 tonight

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito

Yo te quiero, oh mi corazón

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito

Yo te quiero, oh mi corazón

Oh mi corazón

Oh mi corazón

Spanish songs in Andalucía, mandolina, oh mi corazón

Spanish songs in Granada, oh mi corazón

Oh mi corazón

Oh mi corazón

Oh mi corazón