The palm tree has combed her hair,
The honey has gardened her hips,
The moon has blossomed in her breasts,
With an exotic love,
That dances sweetly with forever,
The moon beams out of her gaze,
With its bouquets and candles,

Lillies dreamed comfort in her tresses,
She wears many dresses,
Like dreams,
Palm trees you are the shores princes,
Carefree as waves,
where starlets have frolicked,
Like sleek enchanted dolphins,
A dancer, so sublime,
you are the irises by the lake,
Honey hymning in the wind
Reynaldo Casison