Listening to the little Frenchman tires me.
Cabaret tunes make a poor substitution
For any sultry motus iconici.Rising tempo of our fandangos grandes
Inflames deepest passionate imaginings,
While your fandanguillos de Verdiales
Conjure festivals of torrid evenings.
Will you fight bitter duels for me, my love?
And will we together sail your famous yacht?
Will you always be patient of my folly,
Or just hop over me like a masse shot?