To spend one night with you, in our old rendezvour,
And reminisce with you,
That´s my desire.

To be where gypsies play, down in that small cafe
And dance till break of day,
That´s my desire.

We´ll drink a little glass of wine,
I´ll gaze into your eyes divine.
I´ll feel the touch of your lips, pressing on mine.

To hear you whisper low, just as it´s time to go,
"Darling, I love you, so!"
That´s my desire.