Spanish songs in Andalucia
The shooting sites in the days of '39
Oh, please, leave the vendetta open
Fredrico Lorca is dead and gone
Bullet holes in the cemetery(кладбище) walls
The black cars of the Guardia Civil
Spanish bombs on the Costa Rica
I'm flying in on a DC 10 tonight
 [bad word] 
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
yo te acuerda oh mi corazón
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
yo te acuerda oh mi corazón

Spanish weeks in my disco casino
The freedom fighters died upon the hill
They sang (прославляли) 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 (промокать насквозь) in blood
Spanish bombs shatter (разбить вдребезги) the hotels
My senorita's rose was nipped (кусать) in the bud (почка)
 [bad word] 

The hillsides ring with "Free the people"
Or can I hear the echo from the days of '39?
With trenches (канава) full of poets
The ragged (бранить) army, fixin' bayonets (штык) 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
 [bad word] 
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