Your Spain
You swung my feet to the melody，of the train
To show me the shades about to fall，still moving
You brought me down  to the majesty，of your Spain
To prove some things will stand some things will fall，moving
And I was your king abroad
We danced all night to feel the pull，of the chain
To try on the fate ’bout fall，with morning
I woke up to the majesty，of your Spain
Some things will stand
some things will fall，
Morning
And I'll be okay, and proud
Some things will stand
Some things will fall
Moving
Some things will stand
Some things will fall
Moving
Some things will stand
Some things will fall