Coastal air got obnubilate by her breaths,
And made the infuscated horizon to melt.
The adipsous dusk like an alchemy
Brought us together,
And underneath the stars we made constellations.

In the midst of it, so alive and alone
Breaths support like bones.
We draw figures in the calcareous sand,
And the sea erases their calligraphy,
But not our smell from its granuels.

The islands today too stand *****,
To look at our eternall love.
The coconut tree bends to offer us bower.
And I still remember your tender heart,
cherubic smile, rosy cheeks and all of you.

The best way to squander a weekend
In indolent repose, is to sit by a river.
And to watch it with adherence,
With cool breeze swaying your hair.

Shadowed beneath the luscious trees,
The emerald grass and jagged rocks are her guards.
She scatters the wealth of tranquillity,
Over people who come to admire her.

On and on it flows through the landscape,
Like strips of glossy azure ribbon.
Far down within its *****,
Swim the crystal fishes over the pearly pebbles.

The banks of her give soft, serene, cool shade
To the infants of Mother Earth.
The birds sing the chansonnette ,
And amplify your anthem of pacific flowing.

Summer wind floats and the butterflies flutter,
And the eddies gleam and quiver.
O blue diadem!
Keep on showering your River Bliss on us.

In my sombre sky, you are like a cloud,
Showering kisses like alacrious rains.
Promising me a world full of exaltations,
Your love has turned reality better than dreams.

I become the hyacinth twisted over your soul,
When the insatiable essences environ us.
Your gaze lights me with crimson color.
Cuddling and squealing are always my dulcet reminiscences.

Our nomadic kisses travel everywhere,
Guided by our fingers interlocked.
The enchanting elixir of yours,
Is like hot silk on my *****.

Oh my love! You are the rains of solace.
Your buttress keeps me from falling,
And those caressing hands have always wiped my tears.
It was you who always melted the snow.

Here, I raise my song to you.
And as I love you, the birds pipe out,
The withered flowers brighten up,
And baby, I fall in your arms.