On the edge of a palm grove
I saw a beautiful young woman
her little coral mouth
her two-star eyes
As I passed by I asked her
who was with her
br/>and she answered me crying
I live alone in the palm grove
I am an orphan ah!
I have no father or mother
nor a friend ah!
Let him come and console me
I spend my life alone
on the edge of a palm grove
and alone I come and go
like the waves of the sea
I'm an orphan, ah!
I don't have . . .