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 guard, 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 sing 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 shut down the hotel

My señorita's nose 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?

Trenches full of poets, the ragged armies

Fixin' bayonets, to fight the other line

Spanish bombs rock the province

I'm hearing music from another time

Spanish bombs, 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