The Spaniard - is he an enemy? He seems so frank, so free The Spaniard - he looks like good company A sailor, just like me At least somebody I can ask Whose language I understand But can I trust him with the task Of guiding me through this land? So many questions I have got On the country, whose streets I walk I'm sure he can tell me a lot So the Spaniard began to talk: " I can give the advice for which you ask Never to trust their smiling mask They will tell you how nice They find your blue eyes But that's there parts Don't show your cards They wear seven faces and two hearts!" "Never show your real face Don't show them joy or sorrow Protect yourself from death's embrace! That way you'll still live tomorrow I'll lead you to one their kings, you see He's one of the five who rule It's entirely up to you what you'll be A free man or a tool!" [Chorus]