Midnight caress of sweet vineyard,
Sensual gypsy,
You dance in the iris,
And honey,
With your hips,
and breasts,
Carefree as honeysuckles,

Like a tambourine,
You are everything that glistens,
The waves,
romancing the shore,
With its diamond kissed stars,
That hymn I love you,

The butterflies drift,
Upon the winds honey,
And its silhouette breezes,
That caresses,
Lovingly,
the warm rivers,
Of your hair,
And soothing curves,
For me, and the crescent moon,

The rain has dressed the flowers,
With its honey and love,
Put on their garments of kisses,
That sigh for me,
I love you,
As they sway,
like your sunflower hips,
Naked of all cares,

You are everything that glistens,
A luminous gypsy,
of all the evening vineyards,
In your sweet dresses,
And skirts that kiss the heavens,
Of your thighs,
Like tender and kind bonfires,

Within the love,
Of your nostalgic silhouette,
And svelte curves,
That I have always loved,
And adored,
Vibrant fine wine rhythms,
Sway with an enchanting,
And sensual loveliness,

The evening stars glisten,
With our love,
Kissing your hem,
As you hymn like the rain,
The sweet and sensual rain,

And I would love to sweetly kiss,
your enchanted brow,
And soul, with the mango vineyard,
Of your sighs
Reynaldo Casison