Bonita - Sylvia Telles

What can I say to you, Bonita?

What magic words would capture you?

Like a soft evasive mist you are Bonita

You fly away when love is new

What do you ask of me, Bonita?

What part do you want me to play?

Shall I be the clown for you, Bonita?

I will be anything you say

Bonita

Don’t run away, Bonita

Bonita

Don’t be afraid to fall in love with me

I love you

I tell you I love you

Bonita

If you love me

Life will be beautiful

Bonita