Music of the Sun

So unfortunate you’re born of land in distance

It makes your being an unlucky existence

‘Coz so far away with this distance

I know the million ways to love somebody.

The sun rising, its splendour spreads
The fine satin of the linen the body caresses

Revelries of the dreams da’ mind carries

The fantasy of the sweet forbidden cherries;

Warm welcome to da’ rising sun

Strength to trudge all day till it goes back down

The tunes of the fantasies turn to dream,

Cold night rumble longing for it not to dawn

I would just but have to let me drown,

To the tunes sang in June for the moon

Singing the music of the sun for the new day

When we’d make no boring fun of the distance

But until that day you’re the verse and stanza

Of the music that I sing for the sun of my days.

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