Carry me, caravan, take me away.
Take me to Portugal, take me to Spain,
AndalusÃa 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.
