The patter of the Pacific surrounds the chorus as they give voice to the lyrics of this familiar song. The musical setting is new, langorous. Turtles grow large, move slowly. The melody tells the story of a turtle and a rickshaw. It is no race.
Tourist meets native.
It is a curious sight. The chorus sings again. The words and the music tell all about the timeless Tahiti. All that is warm and personal and pleasurable is carried softly through the strange effect of these breeze-blown sounds. It is the proper finishing touch to a tour through Paradise.