Carefully, on the shore we jump in a weary boat.
A Cinghalese smile, whitest looks we ever saw.
And those Pigeon Island girls,
Lately caught up in a swirl,
They 'll sing in just a heartbeat,
I'm sure they wanna party.
Seeking for the black tip shark,
Swimming backwards as I should.
It's time
Soon we'll be walking away.
They won't lie
The girls depart today.
Will shine
We'll be walking away
It's time
Endlessly, in the sun we swarm, but not so bold.
It's a rickety ride, hissing ghost from another time.
And those careless short hair girls,
Dream of shiny gems and pearls.
I know... they parted.
I'm sure they won't be lonely.
Another universal word,
Printed backwards in the book.
It's time
Soon we'll be walking away.
They won't lie
The girls depart today.
Will shine
We'll be walking away
It's time
