Conzuela Biaz

	In the hills above Fresno
	By a shining mountain stream
	A young man laid where he fell
	In the ruins of his dreams
	He looked into the sky
	Happy to see that the dawn was slowly breaking
	And the woman knelt beside him
	Consuela Biaz
	Consuela Biaz she knelt there and gently
	She bathed his wounds
	And he kissed her trembling fingers
	Consuela Biaz
	In the town San Domingo
	As we laughed and danced all night
	To the sound of flamingo guitars
	Seemed a long long way from tomorrow's fight
	He came from over the sea
	Full of the passion of when
	You were born to be free
	From the Valley of Ronda
	Consuela Biaz
	Consuela Biaz she knelt there and gently
	She bathed his wounds
	And he kissed her trembling fingers
	Consuela Biaz
	Consuela Biaz from the Valley of Ronda
	To the hills above Fresno
	Just to die against her shoulder
	Consuela Biaz

	In the hills above Fresno
	By a shining mountain stream
	A young man laid where he fell
	In the ruins of his dreams
	He looked into the sky
	Happy to see that the dawn was slowly breaking
	And the woman knelt beside him
	Consuela Biaz
	Consuela Biaz she knelt there and gently
	She bathed his wounds
	And he kissed her trembling fingers
	Consuela Biaz
	In the town San Domingo
	As we laughed and danced all night
	To the sound of flamingo guitars
	Seemed a long long way from tomorrow' s fight
	He came from over the sea
	Full of the passion of when
	You were born to be free
	From the Valley of Ronda
	Consuela Biaz
	Consuela Biaz she knelt there and gently
	She bathed his wounds
	And he kissed her trembling fingers
	Consuela Biaz
	Consuela Biaz from the Valley of Ronda
	To the hills above Fresno
	Just to die against her shoulder
	Consuela Biaz