Joy of life dancing salsa and little escape from reality. Today I serve you my version of Margarita.

“The sun in her hair
The tropical hymn
The smell of the sea
With her next to me
She’s got the touch that I ache for so much
My muchachita
It’s more than her eyes
More than her voice
More than her smile
That leaves you no choice
Straight from the pain yes of love
She was born Margarita
And if I could get back to that dream
I know she’ll be there
Waiting for me
Margarita
In my dreams we are together
And our love goes on forever
When I awake, I’m not there
Mi Margarita
I will search until I’ll find you
And the roses will remind you
And I will wake inside the dream”