Frank Sinatra( 法兰克辛纳区 ) Dolores 歌词

14.Dolores

How I love the kisses of Dolores
Not Marie or Emily or Doris
(None of them but) only my Dolores (just Dolores)

From a balcony above me
She whispers 'Love me' and throws a rose
Ah, but she is twice as lovely
As the rose she throws

I would die to be with my Dolores
(To be near her) Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores
(Serenade her)

Just imagine eyes like moonrise
A voice like music, lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mine

I would die to be with my Dolores
(To be near her) Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores
(Serenade her)

Just imagine eyes like moonrise
A voice like music, lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mine