Carry me, caravan. Take me away. Take me to Portugal. Take me to
Spain. Andalusia With fields full of grain, I have to see you Again
and again. Take me, Spanish caravan. Yes, I know you can.
Trade
winds find Galleons Lost in the sea. I know where treasure Is waiting
for me. Silver and gold In the mountains of Spain, I have to see
you Again and again. Take me, Spanish caravan. Yes, I know you can.