Amapola

A boy found a dream upon a distant shore
A maid with a way of whisp’ring «si senor.»
Each night while guitars would softly play
The tune seemed to dance 'round the words that he’d say:
Amapola, my pretty little poppy
You’re like that lovely flow’r so sweet and heavenly
Since I found you, my heart is wrapped around you
And loving you, it seems to beat a Rhapsody
Amapola, the pretty little poppy
Must copy it’s endearing charm from you
Amapola, Amapola, how I long to hear you say «I love you.»
The boy left his love upon a distant shore
And sailed from the one his arms were longing for
He vowed he’d return one sunny day
Once more to repeat what his heart had to say