• The sun it falls slowly from the sky
    Behind the hills it would sink
    Even though the light is saying goodbye
    It will leave a gift of orange and pink

    A light breeze moves along the plains
    Hibiscus' unearth and ride the wind
    Flowers that glow all night and day
    And move gracefully across your skin

    A tree of cherry blossoms grows
    The vibrant petals paint the ground
    The auroring scent makes happy your nose
    Then goes by your ears without a sound

    Some call this a wonderous land
    A place that you will simply adore
    But it cannot compare when you hold my hand
    And say "I love you" once more