Danza De Los Muertos Pobres (Afro) Lyrics
Es pr?cer el que mata Santo el que no goza Macho el que no siente


Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass

Winds may blow over the icy sea
I'll take with me the warmth of thee
A taste of honey
A taste much sweeter than wine

I will return
I'll return
I'll come back for the honey and you

I'll leave behind my heart to wear
And may it e'er remind you of
A taste of honey
A taste much sweeter than wine

I will return
I'll return
I'll come back for the honey and you

He ne'er came back to his love so fair
And so she died dreaming of his kiss
Hands Of Death Lyrics