A Walk To Dream
Oh Bella, sweet Hermosa, my shining ray
There have always been a thousand things to say
Your smile, your glance, all your petty nuisance
Your move, your groove, your tricky nonchalance
I never let go off a single moment to relish
That beautiful face filled with cosmic bliss.
On a serene beach, under the stars
I think of a night just the two of us
Holding hands and walking calm
Step by step, arm in arm
The breeze is chilly but your breath so warm
Your gaze is soft but your hold is firm
I think of that night and ...