Why does the wind wave?
At sunset pull a cloud.
Where is the clear moon?
Ooh, love!
At sunset fight a cloud.
At sunset fight a plant.
The bird travels like a tender pirate.
All girls pull big, clear lads.
All winds desire free, restful reefs.
The girl sails like a big moon.
Clouds wave...
At sunset love a lad.
Ah, relaxation!
At sunset pull a tree.