The brunnette,
And her golden haired lover,
Are cruising,
On a scooter,
Along a mediteranean like shore,

They are in the dresses,
They sewed for one another,

The wind is caressing,
Their hair,
The sunset is vibrant,
With their love,

The golden hair lady,
Sighs in the wind,
This is the most loved,
And carefree I've ever felt,
Willow arms,
around her brunnette lovers,
Hips,
Like a koala,
Caressing a palm tree,
Along the coast,

The brunnette,
Kisses her cheek,
The roses blush,
As their love,
Paints the sunset sky
Reynaldo Casison