| When I was a boy of twenty-two |
| I stood before a statue |
| Was it you? |
| They shake the fruit when they dance |
| You should try some when you have the chance. |
| Her face had no power to deceive |
| She wore her beauty shamelessly |
| Like Eve. |
| Guavas can be bittersweet |
| But the mango’s always good to eat, |
| Love has complicated my past. |
| God nows I left no stone unturned. |
| Now I realize that at last |
| I’ve found her again. |
| She understands how the blue water behaves. |
| Mother-of-pearl is the woman in the waves. |
| My eyes could travel her beauty for always. |
| Gold of the sun is the woman in the waves. |
| I know that my life has led me here |
| To where the dolphin jumps |
| And the sky’s clear. |
| Here we live without locked doors |
| Share and share alike- what’s mine is yours. |
| I see invitation in your smile |
| To celebrate our passions |
| Without guile. |
| In the noa noa night |
| Nave nave’s a familiar sight. |
| I am avare of her fragrance |
| Even when she disappears. |