Islands of these Caribbean waters that sparkle in earth's orb, br Like a kaleidoscope of colours in an artistic display of genius.We hear br A malady of intoxicating melodies which exhilarates, thousands br Worshipping at the shrine of steel pan at the Savannah, br Their bodies swaying like coconut trees caught in the Carnival gale br Of Monday's cadence, that ascends to the frenzied climax br of Tuesday mas. br O Caribbean Sea! Your waters dance like a troupe of Best Village belles, br Choreographed by the infectious rhythms of the sea-nymph Calypso, in Arima br San Fernando, Chaguanas, Scarborough and Port of Spain, where br Like a deluge in the rainy season, the carnival fiesta erupts as Soufriere's rage br With a million dancing feet and a symphony of celebratory sound, br Calypso, the nymph with braided locks, and her accouterments br over the wet sea has flown, br Over the wet sea she has flown and br In these prancing masqueraders 'en morphed', Abundantly br From the cup of Bacchus wine is poured forth and br In the streets of Port of Spain Bacchanal is a river. At J'Ouvert br Dawn the Rosy-fingered takes Orion as lover, br As with heartsome glee, Euphrosyne watches, and Demeter br With her fair dreadlocks, crowned as royalty, seduces Iasion br In the hollowed green of the Savannah while br Like a mystic masseur Minshall marshals his mas, br and Mayhem follows.