Tum-bala Tum-bala Tum-bala-li-ka....
Is the ground under my feet? Perhaps I am strapped to a buttered piece of toast, defying Murphy's Law with a vengeance.
I am swept away in song, enchanted in the evening hours spent in such delightful company. The archangel between my fingers, the soul of a man glimpsed in sea-swept eyes, I am undone. Free as those that soar. Fields of Athenry are far away boys, far away, will they take you away?
The music surrounds, envelops, fills and satifies, deep cries out to deep. I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream.
Surreal loveliness, beautiful dreamers lost and found upon the beach, oceans within reach.
Delighted, intrigued... mystery that survives the sunlit lands.
God bless us, everyone=)
Dobra Veche,
Tea
I am swept away in song, enchanted in the evening hours spent in such delightful company. The archangel between my fingers, the soul of a man glimpsed in sea-swept eyes, I am undone. Free as those that soar. Fields of Athenry are far away boys, far away, will they take you away?
The music surrounds, envelops, fills and satifies, deep cries out to deep. I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream.
Surreal loveliness, beautiful dreamers lost and found upon the beach, oceans within reach.
Delighted, intrigued... mystery that survives the sunlit lands.
God bless us, everyone=)
Dobra Veche,
Tea