Angélica

Angelica they call you because you have something angelic in your things, lovely maiden like the muse that inspires me this sweet song, chestnut hair, teeth as white as snow and such a swaying walk, you have.
For you I would give my life, without you I am nobody, white cloud that slowly spreads across the clear blue sky, blue sky, blue sky.
Grant me a moment of tenderness that gives me inspiration, let me free from your mouth the soft nectar of love.
For you I would give my life, without you I am nobody, white cloud that slowly spreads across the clear blue sky, blue sky, blue sky.