(A celebration of the 50+ degree heat in Riyadh)
Orange Juice in the Desert
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The sands have not spoken today
Though the winds have been scalding
Let me sink, very slowly, very quietly
While she sips orange juice and waits
That man on his haunches, with the Indigo turban
Watches, watches
He has seen death in the desert
But none like the still water
Of an Oasis
Come forward with your sword, O Taureg
And dispatch me
I may not sink, I may not stay afloat
She will glide away
A white ghost
Leaving a glass of orange juice
On the desert sands
Just beyond my reach
Orange Juice in the Desert
---------------------------------
The sands have not spoken today
Though the winds have been scalding
Let me sink, very slowly, very quietly
While she sips orange juice and waits
That man on his haunches, with the Indigo turban
Watches, watches
He has seen death in the desert
But none like the still water
Of an Oasis
Come forward with your sword, O Taureg
And dispatch me
I may not sink, I may not stay afloat
She will glide away
A white ghost
Leaving a glass of orange juice
On the desert sands
Just beyond my reach
1 comment:
Just an attempt by a carnatic singer to sing an English song.
Perhaps u will hear it in the next couple of hours.
U have written a beautiful melody.
How come I not sing it ??
wait for a few hours, i sh give the link here for u tube.
(No commercial venture.) this is my hobby.
subbu thatha
if u dont like it tell me i sh delete it. but i know u will like it since u r fun loving.
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