One hour earluer

 One hour earlier


Here in Tenerife

We’re one full hour behind

Our dearest mother mainland

But that’s ok, we’re fine. 


They get up an hour sooner

While we can party later

It seems to work for us

I’d certainly wager. 


The Spaniards came and conquered

The isles of eternal Spring

But they in turn were captured

By the land they sought to win. 


Seven Magic Islands

Gleaming in the sun

All around the bluesy seas

There for everyone. 


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