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.