Fourteen palms on the island of hapiness
A strand where the wave is being rolled
And my darling, showered with flowers,
Is lying next to me, I'm happy
Fourteen palms have leaned over us
A foamy wave is humming from the strand
And my darling, showered with flowers,
Is kissing me passionately, I'm happy
Fourteen palms don't grow any more
The wave doesn't roll on the strand any more
And my darling, showered with flowers,
Isn't next to me, I'm sad
But it doesn't matter if palms don't grow
And if the wave doesn't roll any more
And it doesn't matter if my darling isn't here
Tomorrow I'll be happy with another girl
And it doesn't matter if palms don't grow
And if the wave doesn't roll any more
And it doesn't matter if my darling isn't here
Tomorrow I'll be happy with another girl