
Now it’s the Altos Pireneos
On the Spanish side
Green high fields
Bringing back memories of the North West of Spain
The quaint villages
And the friendly Spanish people
Camp where ever like and come and register when your ready.

Now it’s the Altos Pireneos
On the Spanish side
Green high fields
Bringing back memories of the North West of Spain
The quaint villages
And the friendly Spanish people
Camp where ever like and come and register when your ready.
Up and down
Round and round
Towns and villages
Snakes the Tour d’ France course
Through little villages where the French traditional food culture thrives
In the village of Arreau Christmas tree cake
Rich almond batter
Still baked in the traditional way
Over the open fire
Pretty little villages
Full of life and joie de vivre
France wins and Cauterets celebrates
In a quite valley
In the Pyrenees
A few sort miles from Spain
Over the Pont d’ Espagna
Cascading
Water
Bringing joy and beauty
On the bridge to Spain
In the Haute Pyrenees
And in bars in Cauterets the faithful watch the world cup being won
And the Gendarme too sounded the victory siren
In Cauterets when France won the World Cup.
The Atlantic
The Bay of Biscay
Cold clear waters
Wrapping round North West Spain
Shaping the land
Forming sandy beaches
Roads winding around the coastline
And the sun setting over the Atlantic.
Bilbao
Spain
Passionate Spain
Gateway to Galicia
Another Celtic nation
The night ferry said goodbye to England
Departing Portsmouth
Along the coast of France
Across the Bay of Biscay
The often wild sea a mill pond on this crossing.
Its night
The morning brings Spain