Who makes my heart beat like thunder?

Who makes my temperature rise?

Who makes me tremble with wonderful rapture

With one burning glance, from her eyes



Marguerita...



Once I was free as a gypsy

A creature too wild to tame

Then suddenly I saw, Marguerita

And I was caught, like a moth in the flame



Marguerita...is her name



Marguerita...



Her lips have made me her prisoner

A slave to her every command

She captivates me, and intoxicates me

With one little touch of her hand



Marguerita....



Sweet...Marguerita...sweet,sweet Marguerita....