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Smoky autumn night, stars up in the sky |
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I see the sailin' boats across the bay go by |
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Eucalyptus trees hang above the street |
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And then I turn my head for you're approachin' me |
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Moonlight on the water |
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Fisherman's daughter |
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Driftin' in to my room |
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With a golden loom |
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First we wash our feet near the immortal shrine |
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And then our shadows meet and then we drink the wine |
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I see the hungry clouds up above your face |
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And then the tears roll down, what a bitter taste! |
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Driftin' away |
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On a summer day |
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Where the wildflowers bloom |
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With your golden loom |
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I walk across the bridge in the dismal light |
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Where all the cars are stripped between the gates of night |
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I see the trembling lion with lotus flower tail |
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And then I kiss your lips as I lift your veil |
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But then you're gone and then all |
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I seem to recall |
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Is the smell of perfume |
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And your golden loom |