Monday 05th October 2009 03:39:34 PM 
Island in the Sun This is my island in the sun I lift my heavy load to the sky sun comes down with a burning glow
mingles my sweat with the earthly low
Oh island in the sun
built to me by my father's hand
all my days I will sing in praise
of your forest waters
your shining sand
I see woman on bended knee
cutting cane for her family
I see man at the water-side
casting nets at the surfing tide
all my days I will sing in praise your shining sand I hope the day will never come that I can't awake to the sound of drum never let me miss carnaval
with calypso songs
philosophical.
Oh island in the sun
built to me by my father's hand
all my days I will sing in praise
of your forest waters
your shining sand . .
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