Welcome to the country's white
where the beautiful mountains and fields can be seen.
Unrest boils down to earth

trucks you see a black top layer.

Out of this small cuts

Currently no fighter army.
Bright palaces that neither collapse,
Fold in the distance thunder roar.


Ellice Islanders live on fish and sheep
and either commit many sins.

Drown themselves in beer and ale
away from the world's cold evil.


Are warmly lit streets
breathe life into the weekend run.
Outdoor dancing on bright nights;

many sweet home sweet.