《Marrakesh Night Market》歌词

[00:00:47] They're gathered in circles

[00:00:49] The lamps light their faces

[00:00:53] The crescent moon rocks in the sky

[00:01:02] The poets of drumming

[00:01:06] Keep heartbeats suspended

[00:01:11] The smoke swirls up and then dies

[00:01:17] Would you like my mask

[00:01:25] Would you like my mirror

[00:01:30] Cries the man in the shadowing hood

[00:01:36] You can look at yourself

[00:01:43] You can look at each other

[00:01:46] Or you can look at the face

[00:01:49] The face of your god

[00:02:12] The stories are woven

[00:02:16] And fortunes are told

[00:02:20] The truth is measured by the weight of your gold

[00:02:29] The magic lies scattered

[00:02:33] On rugs on the ground

[00:02:38] Faith is conjured in the night market's sound

[00:02:44] Would you like my mask

[00:02:52] Would you like my mirror

[00:02:57] Cries the man in the shadowing hood

[00:03:05] You can look at yourself

[00:03:09] You can look at each other

[00:03:13] Or you can look at the face

[00:03:16] The face of your god

[00:03:56] The lessons are written

[00:04:00] On parchments of paper

[00:04:04] They're carried by horse from the river Nile

[00:04:12] Says the shadowy voice

[00:04:16] In the firelight the cobra

[00:04:22] Is casting the flame a winsome smile

[00:04:30] Would you like my mask

[00:04:36] Would you like my mirror

[00:04:40] Cries the man in the shadowing hood

[00:04:48] You can look at yourself

[00:04:53] You can look at each other

[00:04:57] Or you can look at the face

[00:05:00] The face of your god

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