Theres her exotic silhouette,
Within the moon,
Its a fine love with a vintage dress,
In a field without a vase,
The kiss of her gaze is enough,
Theres fine wine in her rhythms,

Love her sashay, its a sunflower field,
She drifts the way the wind flows,
Love her sashay, its a sunflower field,
She sways the way the moon glows,

Shes sweet with the waves,
Caressing the shore,
The kiss of her gaze is enough,
Theres love within the mist,
Of her eyes,
Theres fine wine in her rhythms,

Love her sashay, its a sunflower field,
She drifts the way the wind flows,
Love her sashay, its a sunflower field,
She sways the way the moon glows,

Let go of all your cares, my love,
And put on the moons dress,
You can never really sashay,
If you dont sway your way,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ah, ah, ah
Love her sashay, its a sunflower field,
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Reynaldo Casison