To spend one night with you in our old rendezvous
And reminisce with you, that's my desire
To meet where gipsies play in some small dim café
And dance till break of day, that's my desire
We'll sip a glass or two 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
"Cheri I love you so," that's my desire
We'll sip a glass or two 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
"Cheri I love you so," that's my desire
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