HOME ... WHERE LOVE LIVES
saturating the very air.
Its nectar pours out of every flower.
You can even taste it in the water.
Love drips from the lips
of succulent fruits.
From the heart of volcanic earth
it shoots.
Love touches you with enchanting,
hula hands.
It clings to you in grains of
sugar sands.
Love sends forth shimmering
streams from the sun
lavishing its treasures
on everyone.
Love flies inside blue skies
together with the birds.
It smiles in the eyes of
my brothers and sisters.
It’s the songs of the wind
and the Pacific Ocean,
which can be heard here every day
again and again.
Hawaii, isle of Aloha,
where love reigns on high up mauka;
Hawaii, the nation of kings,
Aloha is my home of dreams.