An Isle is calling me,
To share its loving secrets.
Will I be able to find,
The heart to know her magic?
My bones they know again,
The flesh has sensed desire,
And in a quiet moment,
I have believed a time awaits.
Power of the Balearic winds,
Reminds my beating heart,
To come along the sandy beach,
And let the feelings flow.
And here I find contentment,
The turgid sea of hope,
Believing in a distant drum,
That called me to her home.
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