Amapola Bésame

Kiss me… poppy, kiss me
Opium and jealousy, finish me off
And don’t feel any mercy
Disturb me... nutmeg, disturb me
Make me a slave... sell me
Against my will
Sweet poison it will be...
My memory... I’ll forget you
My dear treasure, I want to feel
With pleasure, the game is over
The bets are in
Stick it... little thorn, come stick it
In your eyes, I can see
Fear and anxiety
Sad your... blush, hummingbird of light
Life and death, all of you
I loved and didn’t know I loved

My fate is sealed... sealed…
Kiss me… poppy, kiss me
Opium and jealousy, finish me off
And don’t feel any mercy
Stick it... little thorn, come stick it
In your eyes, I can see... the pain