The lovely ladies,
Theyre eccentric,
They slow dance,
To the love,
Of their own kisses,

The lovely ladies,
Theyre sweet,
and eccentric,
As waves,
Shimmering,
With stars,

They fancy and love,
Their nice boutique lady friend,
With her bouquets,
of warm and kind flowers,

The lovely ladies,
Theyre sweet,
And eccentric,
In their sun,
and evening dresses,
They slow dance,
Upon their garden veranda,
And through the mango,
Vineyards,
To the hum and sighs,
Of their own kisses
Reynaldo Casison