Songtexte:
Poinciana

Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love, Pale moon is casting shadows from above. Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat, Within me there grows

Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love Pale moon is casting shadows from above Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat Within me, there grows

Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love Pale moon is casting shadows from above Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat Within me, there grows

Übersetzung: Crosby, Bing. Poinciana Song Of The Tree.

Übersetzung: Manhattan Transfer. Poinciana (The Song Of The Tree).

in time, I've learned to care! Poinciana, from now until the dawning day, Our love will live forever and a day Poinciana -- (Sax solo) Poinciana,