On an island,
Where love is exotic,
Danced a woman,
Who kissed the moon,
In the land of golden climes,

In her sweet canoe,
The moon,
Is lit,
Like a candle gold,
And her love never grows old,
And her exotic love,
Never grows old,

Everybody,
Is sweet as wine,
In her land of golden climes,
Lavendar skies,
And moonlit kisses,
Every star sings with solace,
In the land of golden climes,
In the land of golden climes,
In the land of golden climes,

In her sweet canoe,
The moon is lit,
Like a candle gold,
And her love never grows old,
And her exotic love,
Never grows old,
And her love,
Never grows old
Reynaldo Casison