Heavenly Hana - by John Pi’ilani Watkins |
Heavenly Hana Where tropic skies are blue And angels rendezvous This is paradise Your beauty is nature’s jealousy Caressed in ecstacy Hana paradise The starlit waters A sight which words can’t express The surf, the moon on the bay Are in my heart I love you Some day I’ll take this melody And sing a song for thee Hana paradise |
| Source: One of the few songs the composer wrote in English, tells of his love for Hana, Maui |