Plebiscite

Your nay plays a trick,

but I am sanguine 

of winning my love.

Your eloquent eyes, 

your smiling lips, 

your galloping heart beat 

are the electorates 

that I want for plebiscite.

Yes, I want plebiscite, 

I want a plebiscite,

you can't deceive me any more. 

My rights will triumph 

and my love will enable me 

to coax your hair. 

Your arms will be mine, 

your cozy lap will be mine, 

your amore will be mine.