FROM BELLSHILL TO BARCELONA
(Chris Rogers)

From Bellshill to Barcelona, she rode on the wings of her dreams
From Coatbridge to Catalunya, she followed her faith as it seemed
And all those, who travelled with her, had done so with never a pause
All wide-eyed and full of fervour, determined to fight for the cause
Miners, mechanics and medical men, poets, professors and all
From Bellshill to Barcelona, they rallied to answer the call

A young girl with wild ideas, who knew that her reasons were right
Had left home with her companions, to follow a path to the light
A long road of many dangers, through Scotland and England and France
Held no fears, or premonitions, for those who would now take their chance
To join las Brigadas, en bien amistad, and follow the three-pointed star
From Bellshill to Barcelona, they knew why they'd travelled so far

But to Bellshill, from Barcelona, she came back in sadness and pain
Her dreams full of hell and horror and friends she would not see again
Jarama and Guadalajara were wounds that could never be borne
And when bombs fell upon Guernica, it felt like her soul had been torn
Monuments stand, to the fallen and brave, in London and Paris and Rome
But to Bellshill, from Barcelona, l'anagalida came home

The original recording is available to download from www.soundclick.com/chrisrogers - there are also 3 CDs of original material, as well as a new album (Sunday Clothes) available. Please contact tartanred@btinternet.com for details - thanks.

Chris.