UNDER THE SPANISH SKY [Verse 1] You and me, and the love between us, Were a little child learning how to fly, Taking tiny steps through the evening Underneath that Spanish sky. When he laughed, the whole world laughed with us, Every window opened to the sun, When he cried, the clouds came down around us, And the rain fell softly on everyone. [Pre-Chorus] We had little, but little was plenty, Your hand was enough in mine, A chair by the door, Some bread on the table, And grapes from the old grapevine. [Chorus] Ay, ay, under the Spanish sky, You and I watched the years roll by, We raised our children on love and respect, Taught them to give more than they expect. Ay, ay, let the old guitar play, We lost some dreams, but we found our way, And even the darkness was beautiful somehow— It came with a thousand stars above us now. [Verse 2] We grew older together, mi vida, Silver slowly came into our hair, But I still saw that girl in the doorway Every time you were standing there. And our children ran with the neighbors, Up the alleys, laughing through the town, Chasing clouds like white little horses, While the evening sun was going down. Every balcony knew our story, Every rooftop knew our names, And the old men sitting by the café Smiled when they heard us laugh again. [Chorus] Ay, ay, under the Spanish sky, You and I watched the years roll by, We raised our children on love and respect, Taught them to give more than they expect. Ay, ay, let the old guitar play, We lost some dreams, but we found our way, And even the darkness was beautiful somehow— It came with a thousand stars above us now. [Instrumental Break] Spanish guitar — violin — handclaps — accordion [Bridge] We never needed a palace, We never needed a throne, The street where our children were laughing Was richer than anything owned. And if I could start life over, If God gave me one more try, I’d look for the same little window, The same street, the same summer night— And I’d find you there… [Final Chorus] Ay, ay, under the Spanish sky, Give me your hand like the first time, Let our children dance with their children, Let the old church bells keep time. Ay, ay, let the whole street sing, Open the windows, let the memories in, For every year that carried us through Left another little piece of me in you. [Outro] You and me, And the love between us— That little child never really grew old. He still runs laughing Through the streets of our story, Under the Spanish sky… And whenever you smile at me, I see him running home.
