She wakes in his arms
With night more than a dream
The sun is liquid gold
Melting the dawn

Love with a breeze
Tempting the seas

Deck sways, caravel
Sails bleached, quiver with life
Morning is breathing too
Drinking the mist

Thrill me slowly
East wind, sultry
It's pure enchantment - as

He pours coconut milk
And sings smoother than silk
They know that love should be
Rousing the wind and the sea