piano rumba in the tropical night
whispering overture of insect bite
a tropical bird in a rhythm up high
in a sunset horizon of a quiet goodbye
come to me here, come to me here
rumba, rumba in my half-awake night
by the water edge, one insect jumping high
the fish dance with misting moonlight
one nocturnal bird in whooping cry
rumba rhythm with me in the night
the oboe breeze in the yellow wheat
the bird, insect, in buzzing fight
painting the plain, the sun ending its beat
rumba rhythm with me in the night
the cool earth breeze purring alone
the conga, güiro, keeping timber tight
the iron timbre of the quiet trombone
rumba rhythm with me in the night
the cirrus flute hanging up high
hunting the plough, the hawk, the kite
the melting of the mountain ice coming nigh
rumba rhythm with me in the night