Waimea (I see).


I see.

Two hands holding
O’ mainland lovers
Came for the beauty
Stayed for each other

Two small birds play
O’ rocky ground
The songs they sing
Dance in & around

Two waves rolling
O’ Oahu sands
While hills wave
Along on lands

Two palms sit
O’ the end of one hill
Where we’re watching
From a sugarcane field


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