Oh ... Oh, do not ... Oh ... Aio, no.
Oh ... Ao, no ... Oh ... Aio, no ..
Oh ... Ao, no ... Oh ... Aio, no ..
Polynesia is far behind,
it does not warm me anymore.
Time flies away
between flowers and poetry,
what a strange disease.
In Polynesia games only to love,
then do not forget the more.
Remember Mariama,
the crazy nights full of love.
Oh ... Ao, no ... Oh ... Aio, no ..
Oh ... Ao, no ... Oh ... Aio, no ..
In Polynesia, she marries with the sea
on the blue horizon.
The red sun and you,
the blue sea and you,
I miss you more and more.
In Polynesia I want to go back,
They are in the South Seas.
Pagaie and tamure,
corals and full of love sounds.
Oh ... Ao, no ... Oh ... Aio, no ..
Oh ... Ao, no ... Oh ... Aio, no ..
Only among all we can make this a better place :)