Poinciana (Song of the Tree) - The Four Freshmen

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 a rhythmic savage beat

Love is everywhere

Its magic perfume fills the air

To and fro we sway

My heart’s in time

I’ve learned to care

Poinciana

From now until the dawning day

I’ll learn

To love forever come what may

Blow

Tropic wind

Sing a song

Through the tree

Tree

Sigh to me

Soon my love

I will see