Текст Eleni Foureira – Barcelona

Sun on the roof tiles, sweat on my face
Run on the Rambla with my suitcase
Soaking in the summertime, feeling fine, empty mind
Who knew I would find you in Barcelona?

Knocking at night on my hotel door
Was it meant to be, you were there on the wrong floor
It felt so right, came inside for more
And that is the night that I’m going back for

Baby, who needs California
When I still got you on my telephone yeah
I know exactly where I am going to
Join me in Barcelona
Lona, lona, lona
Join me in Barcelona
Lona, lona, lona
Barcelona

Cava on beaches, tapas at night
Dreaming about you makes me feel alive
You know that I needed it, see it in the real life
I want you and me back in Barcelona

Knocking at night on my hotel door
Was it meant to be, you were there on the wrong floor
It felt so right, came inside for more
And that is the night that I’m going back for

Baby, who needs California
When I still got you on my telephone yeah

The only place I wanna be
The only one that I want here
Is you and where we used to be
To hear you whisper in my ear
Barcelona
Barcelona
Barcelona
Barcelona
*laugh*
Barcelona

Baby, who needs California
When I still got you on my telephone yeah
I know exactly where I am going to
Join me in Barcelona
Lona, lona, lona
Join me in Barcelona
Lona, lona, lona
Barcelona