Still I can smell the sweet Ixora.
Ixora, Ixora.
Still I can feel the sweet Ixora.
Ixora, Ixora.
The touch of the rain,
And the love insane
The moment of truth
The heart so smooth
Ixora, Ixora
The love in the air
The moment of share
At the end Ixora.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem