Catana, what goddess gave you the name<br />
That has this heart of mine so aflame?<br />
Tell me, Catana, what heaven gave you your eyes?<br />
What elfin fiddler plays for your sighs?<br />
Fashioned of Venus, that is your form and your face,<br />
Two clinging vines for arms, hold me in tender embrace.<br />
While the mood poses from lips made of roses,<br />
Each word opposes all else but love,<br />
Catana, like a Madonna, you I'll adore forevermore.<br />
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While the mood poses from lips made of roses,<br />
Each word opposes all else but love,<br />
Catana, like a Madonna, you I'll adore forevermore. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/frank_sinatra/catana.html ]