This Next part is where the Harpsichord starts:
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 Spainish
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