Longfellow serenade,
such were the plans I'd made,
for she was a lady, and I was a dreamer,
with only words to trade.
You know that I was born
for a night like this,
warmed by a stolen kiss,
for I was lonely,
and she was lonely.

Ride,
come on, baby,
ride,
let me make your dreams come true,
I'll sing my song,
let me sing my song,
let me make it warm for you.

I'll weave his web of rhyme
upon the summer night,
we'll leave this worldly time
on his winged flight,
then come and as we lay
beside this sleepy glade,
there I will sing to you
my Longfellow Serenade.

Longfellow serenade,
such were the plans I made,
but she was a lady
as deep as the river,
and through the night we stayed.
And in my way I loved her as none before,
loved her with words and more,
for she was lonely and I was lonely.

Ride,
come on, baby,
ride,
let me make your dreams come true,
I'll sing my song,
let me sing my song,
let me make it warm for you.

I'll weave his web of rhyme
upon the summer night,
we'll leave this worldly time
on his winged flight,
then come and as we lay
beside this sleepy glade,
there I will sing to you
my Longfellow Serenade.

I'll weave your web of rhyme
upon the summer night,
we'll leave this worldly time
on your winged flight…

Serenata de Longfellow,
esos eran los planes que yo tenía,
porque ella era una señorita, y yo un soñador,
con sólo palabras a cambio.
Tú sabes que yo nací
para una noche como ésta,
calurosa por un beso robado,
porque yo estaba solo,
y ella estaba sola.

Paseemos,
vamos, cariño,
paseemos,
déjame hacer tus sueños realidad,
cantaré mi canción,
déjame cantar mi canción,
déjame abrigarte con ella.

Tejeré su tela de rimas
sobre la noche de verano,
dejaremos este tiempo mundano
en su vuelo con alas,
luego vendremos y yaceremos
junto a este claro adormecido,
allí te cantaré
mi serenata Longfellow.

Serenata de Longfellow,
esos eran los planes que yo tenía,
pero ella era una señorita
tan profunda como el río,
y durante toda la noche nos quedamos.
Y a mi manera la amé como nadie antes,
la amé con palabras y más,
porque ella estaba sola y yo estaba solo.

Paseemos,
vamos, cariño,
paseemos,
déjame hacer tus sueños realidad,
cantaré mi canción,
déjame cantar mi canción,
déjame abrigarte con ella.

Tejeré su tela de rimas
sobre la noche de verano,
dejaremos este tiempo mundano
en su vuelo con alas,
luego vendremos y yaceremos
junto a este claro adormecido,
allí te cantaré
mi serenata Longfellow.

Tejeré tu tela de rimas
sobre la noche de verano,
dejaremos este tiempo mundano
en tu vuelo con alas…