Como puede ser verdad?
Last night I dreamt of San Pedro,
Just like I'd never gone, I knew the song:
A young girl with eyes like the desert
It all seems like yesterday, not far away
Tropical the island breeze,
All of nature wild and free,
This is where I long to be:
La Isla Bonita
And when the Samba played
the sun would set so high,
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes,
Your Spanish lullaby.
La Isla Bonita
I fell in love with San Pedro
Warm wind carried on the sea, he called for me
Te dijo, te amo
that the days would last
They went so fast
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be:
La Isla Bonita
And when the Samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby.
La Isla Bonita
Last night I dreamt of San Pedro,
Just like I'd never gone, I knew the song:
A young girl with eyes like the desert
It all seems like yesterday, not far away
Tropical the island breeze,
All of nature wild and free,
This is where I long to be:
La Isla Bonita
And when the Samba played
the sun would set so high,
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes,
Your Spanish lullaby.
La Isla Bonita
I fell in love with San Pedro
Warm wind carried on the sea, he called for me
Te dijo, te amo
that the days would last
They went so fast
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be:
La Isla Bonita
And when the Samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby.
La Isla Bonita