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.