Nocturnal
Pedro Infante
Nocturnal
Through the palms
That sleep peacefully
The silver Moon lulls
In the tropical sea
And my arms stretch out hungrily
In search of you
In the night, a perfume of flowers evokes
Your intoxicating breath
And the sweet kiss of your mouth
And my lips wait thirstily
For a kiss from you
I feel you're next to me
But it's a lie, it's an illusion, ah-ah-ah
And so I spend the hours
And I spend the nights
Asking life for the miracle
Of being with you
And maybe not even in your dreams
Do you remember me
I feel you're next to me
But it's a lie, it's an illusion, ah
And so I spend the hours
And I spend the nights
Asking life for the miracle
Of being with you
And maybe not even in your dreams
Do you remember me