PAVANE (G. Fauré/ C. Norby)
Far away the music starts to play
a sad and simple phrase we know
Soothing sound - that nails us to the ground
The moon is upside down - it flows
Persian scales recite old fairy tales
compose a Seven Veils Rondo
View this land: white dusty dunes of sand
In resonance the grains will blow
Caravans against the red horizon line,
I hear each bell in every camels loaded burden
Strange melody flirting -
Well, I am not certain -
But tell me: Is this for real?
Listen soul, this symphony of gold
An arabesque unfolds - a dream
Silky air and velvet tones compare
to nothing or nowhere we've been
Caravan against the deep arabian night,
I hear each bell in every camels loaded burden
Strange melody flirting -
Well, I am not certain -
but tell me: Is this for real?
Far away the music starts to play
wild future songs we didn't know
Soothing sounds - hear Gaya´s spinning 'round
Her beings are all bound to grow
Far away the music starts to play
a sad and simple phrase we know
Soothing sound - that nails us to the ground
The moon is upside down - it flows
Persian scales recite old fairy tales
compose a Seven Veils Rondo
View this land: white dusty dunes of sand
In resonance the grains will blow
Caravans against the red horizon line,
I hear each bell in every camels loaded burden
Strange melody flirting -
Well, I am not certain -
But tell me: Is this for real?
Listen soul, this symphony of gold
An arabesque unfolds - a dream
Silky air and velvet tones compare
to nothing or nowhere we've been
Caravan against the deep arabian night,
I hear each bell in every camels loaded burden
Strange melody flirting -
Well, I am not certain -
but tell me: Is this for real?
Far away the music starts to play
wild future songs we didn't know
Soothing sounds - hear Gaya´s spinning 'round
Her beings are all bound to grow