Santo Domingo

There once were three men from the coast of Spain Fernando, Alfredo and José They all worked at night in a small café Fernando, Alfredo and José Fernando was a cook, Alfredo played guitar José, he used to sing from behind the bar They saved all their money on a shelf in a jar Fernando, Alfredo and José And through all the night they'd sing Of Santo Domingo, of Santo Domingo Some day they all would be On the island of their dreams in Santo Domingo The land where your wishes come true One day they've decided they would sail away Fernando, Alfredo and José They counted all their money, bought a small café Fernando, Alfredo and José They found themselves a cook, a man to play guitar And now you see the three of them laughing at the bar Three men who never knew their dreams would go so far Fernando, Alfredo and José And through all the night they sing In Santo Domingo, in Santo Domingo The island of their dreams Now they found a paradise in Santo Domingo The land where your wishes come true The land where your wishes come true