Andorra

The nearer we got to Andorra the sun set on the left
The more the mountains pointed to the black clouds in the West
Hey, there’s a darkness, turned the sky, that’s not the night
Hey, there’s a rain cloud there that’s shutting out the light
What do I tell you? It’s always the same
When you run for the sun you catch the rain
As soon as we reached Barcelona, a cold wind touched the beach
The sun we’d left in London was way beyond our reach
«Hey», I said, «Darling, it seems a waste of time
Hey, all we do is sit and drink our Spanish wine»
What do I tell you? It’s always the same
When you run for the sun you catch the rain
In all of the tales of Granada they tell of Islams' run
They lived beneath a Moorish Lord, beneath the Moorish sun
Oh, how we yearned to turn our faces to that glare
But down from the mountains came the rain to soak our hair
What do I tell you? It’s always the same
When you run for the sun you catch the rain
What do I tell you? It’s always the same
When you run for the sun you catch the rain