She is melody,
In the sweet caress,
Of quiet honey waters,

She is love,
She is love longing,
for itself,
Like the evenings,
Longing for the light,
Of its stars,

Her beauty is tenderly sad,
And sweetly glad,
Like a lighthouse,
On an exotic shore,
Kissed with doves,
and starry diamonds in its skies,

She is love,
Longing for itself,
Its own sweet caress,
Kissed with starry diamonds,
And your own warm tender love,
She is loves sweet caress
Reynaldo Casison