[Verse 1]
We are the lost sons of Albion
The men of the British Battalion
There is no gold path to glory
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
That is someone else's story
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!

[Verse 2]
Through the hills to Spain we furrow
To find a country cloaked in sorrow
Bodies in the wells were lying
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
Blood upon the church walls drying
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!

[Verse 3]
Izquierada and derecha
Izquierada and derecha
Media vuleta
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
Izquierada and derecha
Ay Carmеla! Ay Carmela!

[Verse 4]
The first of us fell at Jarama
Thе earth was warm, our blood was warmer
Thomas Carter came a-storming
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
Ne'er to see another morning
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
[Verse 5]
At Mosquito Ridge the earth was burning
Our tongues on fire, our stomachs churning
'Aviones' the Capitan calling
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
The bombs of Brunete falling
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!

[Verse 6]
At Teruel the earth was frozen
We dug until our graves would open
Our clothes were old, our guns were older
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
Our bodies cold, our blood was colder
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!

[Verse 7]
We are the lost sons of Albion
The men of the British Battalion
There is no gold path to glory
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
That is someone else's story
Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!