Barcelona
Barcelona,I still long to hold her once more, oh,My boots of leather,From EuropeI gather you know, know,
Every time you have to goShut my eyes and you knowI’ll be lying right by your sideIn Barcelona
A native man sang in a foreign tongue,I still ache to know the song that he sung,Barcelona
Every time you have to goShut my eyes and you knowI’ll be lying right by your sideIn Barcelona
Every time you have to goShut my eyes and you knowI’ll be lying right by your sideIn BarcelonaBarcelonaBarcelona
Every time you have to goI shut my mind and you knowI’ll be lying right by your sideIn Barcelona