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 on the costa rica
Im flying in a dc 10 tonight
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
Yo te quiero, oh mi corazn
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
Yo te quiero, oh mi corazn
Spanish weeks in my disco casino
The freedom fighters died upon the hill
They sang the red flag
They wore the black one
But 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 seoritas rose was nipped in the bud
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
Yo te quiero, oh mi corazn
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
Yo te quiero, oh mi corazn
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
Im hearing music from another time
Spanish bombs on the costa brava
Im flying in on a dc 10 tonight
Spanish songs in andaluca, mandolina, oh mi corazn
Spanish songs in granada, oh mi corazn
