Take me to the place where
The trees clap their hands
In harmony with the singing birds
Where the gentle breeze
never cease to caress my skin

I want to be in a hammock
swinging left and right
like a simple pendulum
As I hum to the songs
stuck in my head for a while now

Fresh coconut in my hand
As I sip its water with a straw
With a plate of seafood by the side
This is the kind of place that I muse
My bags are fully packed,
I'm more than ready to move!