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.