Spanish Fever
I must go to the sea
Under the Spanish sky
I want to jump onto the first ship
That goes to Seville.
I am going to live the vagrant gypsy life
Adieu, Adieu,
My American land,
I can not wait any longer to be blown away
By the harsh wind
From the African shore
Farewell, love
I fear no waves or wind
I am going to
Leave the mid-night sorrow
And search for my volcano
Seek me in vain and call me fool,
I answer not and return no more.