Run Preciosa Video (MV)

I saw her in the barrio

In the town where the brothers fought

Across the river from the Moorish Mosque

That the Spanish Christians bought

Her hair was dressed by Vesps

Woven in the leather wind

She grew up int the country

You could see it in her innocent grin



Run Preciosa, Run for love

The olive trees need rain

Memories of your gypsy past

Still ride on the midnight train

Your lover's heart was way too wild

You saw it in his face

You walk the graveyard with his child

In a veil of Spanish lace



The son of Tony Camborio

Drove a souped up Red Renault

With a muffler rusted as the red wrought iron

Around his father's burial vault

The Civil Guards raise their sleepy heads

When she spins to watch the car change lanes

Tho so many years have passed

Not that much has changed





Run Preciosa, Run for love

The olive trees need rain

Memories of your gypsy past

Still ride on the midnight train

Your lover's heart was way too wild

You saw it in his face

You walk the graveyard with his child

In a veil of Spanish lace







The hours paint the whitewashed walls

In shadows of Lavender-grey

Preciosa counts the ring of bells

From the church where the white doves lay

The flashing lights of the Civil Guard

Around a red renault they flash

Not that much has really changed,

Tho so much time has passed...