A boy found a dream upon a distant shore A maid with a way of whispering "si senor." Each night while guitars would softly play, The tune seemed to dance 'round the words that he'd say: Amapola, my pretty little poppy You're like that lovely flower so sweet and heavenly, Since I found you, my heart is wrapped around you And loving you, it seems to beat a Rhapsody. Amapola, the pretty little poppy Must copy it's endearing charm from you. Amapola, Amapola, how I long to hear you say "I love you." The boy left his love upon a distant shore And sailed from the one his arms were longing for. He vowed he'd return one sunny day, Once more to repeat what his heart had to say