To spend one night with you — in our old rendezvous
and reminisce with you — that’s my desire
To meet where gypsies play — down in some small cafe
and dance ’til break of day — that’s my desire
We’ll sip a little glass of wine
I’ll gaze into your eyes divine
to feel the touch of your lips
pressing on mine
To hear you whisper low — just when it’s time to go
Cherie, I love you so — that’s my desire