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Текст (слова) песни: Nat King Cole - PoincianaBlow...tropic wind... Sing a song...through the trees.
Trees...sigh to me... Soon my love...I will see.
Poinciana, Your branches speak to me of love. Pale moon is casting shadows from above.
Poinciana, Somehow I feel the jungle beat Within me, there grows a rhythmic, savage beat.
Love is everywhere, its magic perfume fills the air. To and fro, you sway, my heart`s in time, I`ve learned to care.
Poinciana, Though skies may turn from blue to gray, My love will live for ever and a day.
Blow....tropic wind, Sing a song through the trees. Trees...sigh to me Soon my love... I will see.
Poinciana...
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