| «We're going to that one particular harbour. |
| Take our Caribbean roots with us,
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| huh? |
| You certainly look dressed for the occasion.»
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| Ia ora te natura
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| E mea arofa teie ao nei
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| Ia ora te natura
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| E mea arofa teie ao nei
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| I know I don’t get there often enough
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| But God knows I surely try
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| It’s a magic kind of medicine
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| That no doctor could prescribe
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| I used to rule my world from a pay phone
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| Ships out on the sea
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| But now times are rough
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| Oh I got too much stuff
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| I can’t explain the likes of me
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| But there’s this one particular harbor
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| So far but yet so near
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| Where I see the days as they fade away
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| Finally disappear
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| But then I think about the good times
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| Down in the Caribbean sunshine
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| In my younger days I was so bad
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| Laughin' about all the fun we’ve had
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| I seen enough to feel the world spin
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| Mixin' different oceans meetin' cousins
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| Listen to the drummers and the night sounds
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| Listen to the singers make the world go 'round
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| Ia ora te natura
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| E mea arofa teie ao nei
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| Ia ora te natura
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| E mea arofa teie ao nei
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| Lakes below the mountain
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| Flow into the sea
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| Like oils applied to canvas
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| Oh how they permeate through me
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| But there’s this one particular harbor
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| Sheltered from the wind
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| Where the children play on the shore each day
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| And all are safe within
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| A most mysterious calling harbor
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| So far but yet so near
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| Where I see the day when my hair’s full gray
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| And I finally disappear
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| Ia ora te natura
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| E mea arofa teie ao nei
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| Ia ora te natura
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| E mea arofa teie ao nei
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| Ia ora te natura
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| E mea arofa teie ao nei
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| Ia ora te natura
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| E mea arofa teie ao nei
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| Ia ora te natura
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| E mea arofa teie ao nei
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| Ia ora te natura
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| E mea arofa teie ao nei
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| Ia ora te natura
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| E mea arofa teie ao nei
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| (Ua pau te maitai no te fenua)
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| (Te zai noa ra te ora o te mitie)
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| (Ua pau te maitai no te fenua)
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| (Te zai noa ra te ora o te mitie) |