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There's a song I forgot,
There's a song I forgot about
for it shines in a distance
(I) should cast a magic spell on it
Just as a woman does,
covered in dust, she makes up her eyes,
awaits eagerly
imagining the touch, the vision, the sound
Call it the spicy smells, those float in the air
boiling sweat rolling on my skin
Call it the juicy fruits, their delighted taste
edge of soothing remembrances
settled is the trip
(the) time has been set, bright colors blind me
I remain deaf yet
imagining the touch, the vision, the sound
Shall the good man teach his son ‘bout
the story that never goes by
from this day to the end of the world,
But we shall be remembered
for he today that sheds his blood with me
we few, we happy few, we band of lovers
shall be my brother, be he never so vile,
and gentlemen in land now a-bed
shall think themselves accursed they were not here
the sudden purest tune that reaches my ears
makes me wise, sets the tone and keys
(I'm) all dressed in gold and noble embroidery
set embracing a frantic dance
I let myself spin
(I) get carried away by the music
filtered by the flute
all the drums say, I own it, earn it, it's yours