Who makes my heart beat like thunder?Who makes my temperature rise?Who makes me tremble with wonderful raptureWith one burning glance from her eyes?
Once I was free as a gypsy,A creature too wild to tame,Then suddenly I saw MargueritaAnd I was caught like a moth in the flame.
Marguerita is her name.Marguerita!
Her lips have made me her prisoner,A slave to her every command.She captivates me and intoxicates meWith one little touch of her hand.
Marguerita!Sweet MargueritaSweet, sweet, Marguerita.