Helen O'Connell
Amapola
A boy found a dream upon a distant shoreA 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 poppyYou're like that lovely flow'r so sweet and heavenly,Since I found you, my heart is wrapped around youAnd loving you, it seems to beat a Rhapsody.Amapola, the pretty little poppyMust 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 shoreAnd 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
From Letras Mania