the doors
spanish caravan
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.