Artist: Elvis Presley Title: Marguerita Marguerita - Elvis Presley 1963
Who makes my heart beat like thunder? Who makes my temperature rise? Who makes me tremble with wonderful rapture With one burning glance, from her eyes
Marguerita...
Once I was free as a gypsy A creature too wild to tame Then suddenly I saw, Marguerita And I was caught, like a moth in the flame
Marguerita...is her name
Marguerita...
Her lips have made me her prisoner A slave to her every command She captivates me, and intoxicates me With one little touch of her hand