When you wake up some day and can't find no words to pray, nothing comes to you, no feelings and no thoughts too, just think of that island in the sun were you'd be swinging on drums, it would make you feel so fine, it would make you forget to cry, when you'll be on that creamy sea, you won't need nore sugar nore me, just a sip of a nice little rhum, and you'll see, you'll drift away because of so much fun

Iles flottantes à la nougatine façon youkali, c'est le pays de nos désirs, youkali, c'est le bonheur, c'est le plaisir...