Why do I have to see you everyday
It's timely every morning I passed by
It's timely that I see you at the beach
Before I coming to sea for fishing
I see you picking sea shells with that 'lil basket
Wearing your usual abaca hat and that flowery duster
The curves of your body shape by the passing breeze
That made my chest gather its heavy breathe
As usual a fake countenance cannot see on my face
As morality teach us not to fend feeling to a foreigner
But those encountered scene troubling my mind at sea
Leaving some guilt and fun moment registered here
Why do men so weak on women temptation tactics
Even in the middle of the sea that woman's beauty is painted.