Belgium y España

[Verse] Belgium, un petit pays, oh so fair, Espanja spreads her arms, vast and rare. Uno, dos, tres, the rhythm they know, Hand in hand, through history, they show. [Verse 2] Deux trots in België, a small yet mighty land, España dances proudly, in the sunlit sand. Een, twee, drie, they play their part, Two nations bound by culture and heart. [Chorus] Oh Belgium and España, a tale old and sweet, In the streets and the fields, where hearts often meet. From Brussels' calm to Salou’s flair, They share their beauty beyond compare. [Verse 3] The bells of Leuven ring soft and kind, While Sevilla’s guitars spark magic in mind. Diverse yet bound, a bond unforeseen, Belgium and España, lands serene. [Bridge] Uno, dos, tres quatro cinqo ocho; een, twee, drie,Un Deux trois Languages blend like the roots of a tree. Small or grand, their spirits combine, A melody rich, timeless and fine. [Chorus] Oh Belgium and España, a tale old and sweet, In the streets and the fields, where hearts often meet. From Brussels' calm to Madrid’s flair, They share their beauty beyond compare.