Perdido - Frank Sinatra, The Red Norvo Quintet

Perdido

I look for my heart

It’s perdido

I lost it way down in torito

The day the fiesta started

Bolero

I sway that they play the bolero

I kissed me the listing sombrero

And that’s when my heart departed

High, was the sun when I held her close

Low, was the moon when we said, «adios»

Perdido

My heart ever since is perdido

I know I must go to torito

To find what I lost perdido

(scat)

High, was the sun when I held her close

Low, was the moon when we said, «adios»