Spanish Bombs

Spanish songs in Andalusia
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 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, my corazón
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
Yo te quiero, oh, my corazón

Spanish weeks in my disco casino
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, my corazón
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
Yo te quiero, oh, my 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 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, my corazón
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
Yo te quiero, oh, my corazón

Oh, my corazón
Oh, my corazón

Spanish songs in Andalucía, mandolina (oh, my corazón)
Spanish songs in Granada (oh, my corazón)
Oh, my corazón
Oh, my corazón
Oh, my corazón