Come here my darling,

Listen you must,

My beauty compels you,

My voice, you can trust.

Your body is luscious,

You must be a sin.

Your smell sings to me,

Come, please let me in.

Cantante I call you,

A singer, you are,

Your blood is the sweetest,

The sweetest, by far.

Others want you,

But you must be mine,

You better be careful,

Your life's on the line.

Though I continue

To pause in the dark,

Silently waiting,

To make my love mark.