Spanish Caravan(from: Waiting For The Sun)

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.