I have heard the news from Spain 
Now you say you've many things yet to be learning 
And you don't know if or when you'll be returning 
It depends on how 
Everything works out 
If it can somehow 
In Carvajal 

And I have heard the news from Spain 
Now you've found someone you don't have to be tied to 
And he dried your eyes, and later he lay beside you 
As the simple wine 
Of the flow of time 
Pulled us out of rhyme 
In Carvajal 

Into a taxi and down to the airport 
In only the clothes I was standing in 
A scribbled address, a toothbrush, a passport 
The money we saved in the biscuit tin 
Running afraid to a strange Spanish town 
Searching the sands and the shoreline... 

And I have heard the news from Spain 
Now the Winter winds possess the Southern reaches 
And the sea folds like a mantle on the beaches 
And the crowds have gone 
And I've left my song 
To be killed alone 
In CarvajalIn Carvajal 
In Carvajal