still those Spanish nights live in my heart When you said, "Yo te amo" then I knew I must return to Spanish nights and you I remember those Spanish
Gonna learn to fly Land in Spain Then I took a bus and I took a train Got down South Met this man Mario the guitar in his hand He don't like music From
, and you, and you With every up and down Playing your body like the strings on a Spanish Guitar I know you inside out We're making music now We're making music
Yeah in the studio, in the studio Studio oh, oh, teddy bear Kind of big, oh Girl just close your eyes And picture me playing your Spanish guitar Baby
from me and u, and u , and u With every up and down Playing your body like the strings of a Spanish guitar I know you inside out We?re making? music
concealing All that my eyes are revealing? Lady of Spain, I love you Night in Madrid, blue and tender Spanish moon makes silver splendor Music throbbing, plaintive sobbing notes of a guitar
There was a sad gypsy clown who could make you cry With a lick of guitar and a Spanish Fly And every night was a wild thing awaiting To fill the world
CD collection of music emanating from the pilgrimage route to Santiago, as well as a CD by Spanish group Els Trobadors...wonderful feeling to this music
Under the stars, Spanish guitars Sing the Santa Maria outside my room The music's playing on a sweet bougainvillea breeze Romantically, oh, but not for
come home And in a tropical way you'll learn how to say manana And the Cuba Rhumba will have you under its spell [ guitar ] If you'll hear Spanish guitars
Krippayne Spanish Version by Erika Ender Piano: Scott Krippayne and Tim Acres Instrumental Section and Bass Guitar: Danny O'Lannerghty Drums:John Hammond ©2001 New Spring Music
and you, and you With every up and down Playing your body like the strings on a Spanish Guitar I know you inside out We're making music now We're making music
Movie Star. Oh Maria, Maria. She Fell In Love In East L.A. To The Sounds Of The Guitar Yeah, Yeah. Played By Carlos Santana. [Guitar Solo] [Verse 1:]
Under the stars, Spanish guitars sing the Santa Maria Outside my room, the music?s playing On a sweet bougainvillea breeze, romantically Oh, but not
Yeah In the studio, in the studio Studio oh, oh Girl just close your eyes And picture me playing your Spanish guitar Baby where we going, there are no
: Yeah In the studio, in the studio Studio oh, oh Girl just close your eyes And picture me playing your Spanish guitar Baby where we going, there are
