Oh querida

Oh querida, you've purloined my ticker;

Please slosh me with your ardour.

Your eyes are just too alluring,

They are just very much doting.

You tied my lunatic life with warmth,

You've made me know life's worth.

Let me squander septet of lives with you,

Let me just adore only you and you.

I leave aside my guitar, be my ditty,

Be in my sight always, oh pretty.