Goodbye, Barcelona - Pokey LaFarge

Last night I dreamt you were a glass of rioja

Wine we drank on the first night we met

If you could cross my tongue, and trace through my veins

You could have gone with me on the morning I left

Oh, la meva maca senorita

You danced the sardana, bare feet on the floor

And when you get tired lay your head on my chest

Please hear my song, don’t you cry no more

Oh, my heart is a bird that sings while you’re gone

La-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da

The loneliest song that you’ve ever heard

La-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da

Goodbye, Barcelona, so glad I’ve been shown ya

I’m going, I’m leaving the land of the sun

For the far north where I don’t want to go

Where the rain it stops for no one

But I’m bringing a bottle of rum

I was just thinking about my return

Temptation like oranges lies ripe on the vine

Sagrada Familia grows taller each year

Like my love for you that grows stronger with time