These are pirate shores
Didn't you know that, love?
That's why I brought you here.
I'm gonna steal your heart,
And cast it out to sea,
And then I'll chase it the whole year!
Jamaican rum runs free
On these sandy streets;
That's what I'm looking for.
There's music playing through
The canal docks
And pretty ladies down at the record store.
And that Caribbean Wind
Won't take me back, no, no, no!
And that Caribbean Wind
Won't take me back, back, back, no...no!
The blue, blue sky
And the blue, blue sea
Are the only meaning of luxury.
I don't want no cars,
Yeah, no cheap cigars,
Just your pleasant company.
Out here the rain is pure
And it's not as sad
As it can be in the city.
So come join me here
And forget the world,
The Caribbean's for you and me!
And that Caribbean Wind
Won't take me back, no, no, no!
And that Caribbean Wind
Won't take me back, no, it won't!
Though the girls out on the balcony
Still are calling me home,
I don't want to go,
Cause I'm in bliss right here,
This is where I belong!
And that caribbean Wind
Won't take me back, it can rock my hammock over!
And that caribbean Wind
Blows like a boomerang...
Woaw, darling, look a siren!
Caribbean wind, blow through our hearts!
Blow, blow!
Carib, carib, carib, carib...oh, darling, sing with me:
¡All night, all night!
Let it blow, let it blow through the night,
Let it blow, blow through the night!
Let it blow!