Lirama

Haina ia mai kapuana
Is the end of every native island song
Haina ia mai kapuana
To sing it so soon seems wrong
Still I sing it dear to you
Because I fear we're through

It seems to take more than a tropical moon
A silvery shore or an island lagoon
Our love-song is ending and ending too soon
Haina ia mai kapuana

Tho' for a while I suppose we were fooled
The spell of an isle was at last overruled
Our love song is ending, romancing has cooled
Haina ia mai kapuana

We only had a taste of tropical passion
The little things we did are not the same
Why can't we live and love in tropical fashion
Should affection grow cold in the midst of a flame?

Just you and I in a garden so fair
Should be worth a try, we may find love is there
Our love song won't end, dear, if you'll say you care
Haina ia mai kapuana