In The Arms Of My Land

To feel the caress of the sun
by the edge of the sea, my love
that bathes the shore
Is what I long for
And there, by a sugar cane grove
While I tan my skin to feel
through the earth on my feet
The tropical breezes
And sleeping in that clear hammock
rocked by the morning, my love
its clear blueness
hanging from a palm tree
Like a natural branch
from heaven, to wake up
And to find myself in the arms
Of my home land
To feel the soft breeze
Of the evening as it ends, my love
And at dawn the start
Of the crowing from the barn
To hear at daybreak
Neighings and moos
And atop a tamarind
The crowing of a fine rooster
Repeat Chorus
It's just that my dreaming heart barely lives
It wants to sail caribbean seas
(repeat 3 times)