Noches de Bocagrande

Nights of Bocagrande
Under the silver Moon
The sea embroidering stars
On the edge of the beach
The sea embroidering stars
On the edge of the beach

You reclined on my chest
Rocked by our hammock
And I counting my kisses
On your enamored mouth
But if the Moon watches us
Hidden behind the palms
I will swear eternal love to you
Rocked by our hammock

You reclined on my chest
Rocked by our hammock
And I counting my kisses
On your enamored mouth
But if the Moon watches us
Hidden behind the palms
I will swear eternal love to you
Rocked by our hammock