Island

Full of small, verdant trees, one way circle the Heaven
Deep blue mix emerald trimmed the edge of the day
No one can escape from the cage

Noisy people cross the road
Beer, seafood and scenery
Shooting star flash in the sky
Hot, sweat and shiny

Who was the one singing with tides
Tender fingers playing guitar
Melodies ring- ring hypnotized me
The moment will go with the wind.

Where is my blue bay and guitarist
The elders said he had left here, like leaves leave from the tree

Tide in, Tide out
My face was dig into wrinkles by time
I am an old woman, washing clothes in front of my house.

In the house, an old guitar hangs in the wall.