This place feels so unfamiliar
Yet I know it well
I think I used to belong here
But the only way I can tell
Is that I miss you still
And I cannot find you here
You left me tattered and torn
Just like that sweet Spanish doll

Sweet spanish, sweet spanish... doll

I went down to the alley way
Sierra la Bonita
And found that you were gone
Si nunca te fueras
You left no word no message
I still don't know exactly what went wrong
Lágrima
But now no matter where I go
I always seem to return
Búscame
To where you left me tattered and torn
Estoy rompida mi muñeca

Just like that sweet spanish doll

Sweet, spanish, sweet spanish doll

A memory guilded in red and gold
De oro
Beauty guarded and never sold
Cuídame
I keep it with me wherever I go
And I love you still
Recuérdame
No matter how a story will unfold
You know I always will
Está conmigo
Have part of you here
In this souvenir
Spanish doll

A stranger in this world without you
Is all that I can ever be
All I know that's pure and clear
You left it with me here
In this souvenir
Spanish, spanish, spanish...

Father:
We hear of a lovely daughter, shot down in her mistaken flight-
unaware yet how her life will be affected by this experience.

Daughter:
Mommy how come you cry?

Father:
While what was really happening in the years of her childhood...
Perhaps that's where the real story is - in her family house

Daughter:
How come it's a house of leaves?