Bali Hai

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Bali Hai

 

Most people live on a lonely island,

Lost in the middle of a foggy sea.

Most people long for another island,

One where they know they will like to be.

 

Bali Ha'i may call you,

Any night, any day,
In your heart, you'll hear it call you:
"Come away...Come away."

Bali Ha'i will whisper
In the wind of the sea:
"Here am I, your special island!
Come to me, come to me!"

 

Your own special hopes

Your own special dreams

Bloom on the hillside

And shine in the streams

If you try you'll find me

Where the sky meets the sea

"Here am I, your special island

Come to me Come to me."

 

Bali Hai
Bali Hai
Bali Hai

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Excerpt of Bali Hai from South Pacific,
Rogers and Hamerstein


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