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 of the Guardia Civil Spanish bombs in Costa Rica I'm flyin' 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 latino The freedom fighters died upon 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 echo from the days of '39? With trenches full of poets The ragged army, fixin' bayonets to fight the other line Spanish bombs rockin' the bunker I'm hearin' music from another time Spanish bombs in Costa Brava I'm flyin' 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