There is exotic tenderness,
In the Luminosity of its fountain
The same exotic moon,
Marilyn danced under,
And her willow hem,
ethereally sighed,
Its the same exotic moon,
Penelope salsas under,
With the charm of her magical beauty,
The same exotic moon is your gypsy,
It\'s long melodious hair dresses,
Modernity with nostalgia
Gaze in stillness like you\'re dancing,
With it\'s beauties
That same exotic moon,
Through lonely nights,
It\'s your Lighthouse
Reynaldo Casison