The mangos sway sweet and warm,
In the vineyards,
And the lovely ladies,
Who dance with hymns,
In the chill, vibrant, and warm winds,

Bare are the autumn maple trees,
And the lovely ladies,
Who arent so blue,
They are friends and lovers,
And their love is ethereal and true,

Bare are the maple trees,
Luminous is the moon,
And the lovely ladies,
Who sashay and caress aglow,
Within their loft and souls
Reynaldo Casison