Consuelo Velázquez (1916 - 2005) / Besame mucho 




Besame, besame mucho,
Each time I cling to your kiss
I hear music divine
Besame, besame mucho,
Hold me, my darling
And say that you"ll always be mine.

This joy is something new
My arms enfolding you,
Never knew this thrill before
Whoever thought I"d be
Holding you close to me
Whispering you I adore.

Dearest one if you should leave me
Each little dream would take wing
And my life would be through
Besame, besame mucho,
Love me forever
And make all my dreams come true.





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