The blazing glory of red and gold colour of autumn is fading fast,
Tomorrow all the trees are bare, the sky is grey, there is a chill in the moist cold air,
welcoming the eerie bleak November.

This is when I dream of a place faraway from the icy north,
under a palm tree, looking at the crystal torquoise sea and a rainbow over the sky,
bora-bora-rainbow-rainbow over bora bora

where there's only me and my ukelele ....

..and well, suddenly she appears coming out of the sea,

the salty soft water clinging to her tiny bikini,

dripping through her skin golden by the sun,

following her contours and crevices ...

OK enough lol!

PRESS PLAY THEN (A) & SING ALONG WITH ME! :)

more pina colada senorita muy bonita? ;)