The small island

I'm missing your little island

It's tropical, it's green country

Shallow sand, always perched on the five - colored fish

The birds danced on the branches like the keys of a piano

Where the cliffs love to stare, draped with long vines like hair

The meadows there are ready to wait, and are carpetted with wild flowers like a fruit bowl

Where the sunshine bathing you is blue and the sea breeze is green

Then your health is depressed, love is slow

Cloud's humor and faint thunder laugh

The dance music of the forest and the cold flow song

The little island you live on is hard for me to describe

There was a gentle earthquake in the afternoon

If I go, I shall take my scepter with me

I was a shepherd boy and you were a lamb

Otherwise, I go, I will be a firefly

Light a lamp for you with my life