I love the sound of kookaburrahs,
the strange appearance of the nature,
I love the damp scent of Kununurrah
and the smile of a wombat being mature.
I love the music of the rainforest
and the place, where it meets the reef,
the boing boing of the fighting roos
and the humming of the bees.
I love smelling the soil,
where my soul met the life
and I love swimming in the sea,
where manatees tend to dive.
I love rosellas and galahs and the wild cocketoos,
the secret of the ancient and the didgeridoos
the strange appearance of the nature,
I love the damp scent of Kununurrah
and the smile of a wombat being mature.
I love the music of the rainforest
and the place, where it meets the reef,
the boing boing of the fighting roos
and the humming of the bees.
I love smelling the soil,
where my soul met the life
and I love swimming in the sea,
where manatees tend to dive.
I love rosellas and galahs and the wild cocketoos,
the secret of the ancient and the didgeridoos