EMBRUJO
Mireille Mathieu
Enchantress
Enchantress
Of this transparent night
A desire that calls me to you
That overwhelms me like a flood
And surrenders me without pain
That gets tangled between my lips and my mind
And in your name, it becomes love
Enchantress
Of this passionate night
That doesn’t dream of dawn
That barely sees the morning
And wants to hold on
Among the daggers your gaze pierces me with
And among moons of pleasure
Enchantress
That locks me in your winds
That steals my senses
And takes my breath away
Enchantress
That blooms in my hands
And turns them into two doves
That are flying by your temple
That are flying by your body
Enchantress
Of this forbidden night
Hidden in the dark
To pretend it’s asleep
And break my will
To remind us of the promises unfulfilled
That become reality
Enchantress
That blooms in my hands
And turns them into two doves
That are flying by your temple
That are flying by your body
Enchantress
Of this transparent night
A desire that calls me to you
That overwhelms me like a flood
And surrenders me without pain
That gets tangled between my lips and my mind
And in your name, it becomes love
That gets tangled between my lips and my mind
And in your name, it becomes love