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There is a valley in the east of spain Where the clouds hang out, pouring rain The valley is wiide and has a gentle slope A fantastic place to have a dope
The problems of some world Is too many people they hold In the past they were told How it was counted as gold
The day it dawns The serpant starts his fawns Its time to play pawns And end it with yawns
Is it the heat or the sun Forces the loins to burn Nobody is thinking of the turn Or take the path of the nun
The time calls for the need Nothing wrong with the deed For the rubber will impede And provide you with the lead
The other day I entered, into a bar Sat next to a women whose eyes were blue Looked into her eyes, saw the ocean and waves Asked her permission, If I could take a swim
She looked back and wondered at the eyes that were brown Reminded her of the desert in one of those towns Asked me to meet her, in the place Where the beaches are desert, and have no names
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A beautiful daughter was born to a man He said I would name her truth The laws they said it ain't allowed Nevermind he said I'll name her ruth
The city was built, on the banks of the river Whose sides would burst, at the end of the summer Few hundred meters it was wide, with a current so slow Served the city and its inhabitants, and the water had a glow
One of its kings one night, had a dream pretty strange He saw his dick was the longest, on the land in his range He summoned all the architects, on that morning of the fall Asked them to build him a tower, which would stand so tall That his knees should give in, when he climbed it, starting from his hall
Another of its king, thought that its time to build A palace so unique, which would make the rest of the city look bleak He ordered his men, "find me stones that are red" So that when the sun would set, fire it would reflect"
Now the city is crowded, and the chaos there reigns There is dirt on the streets, and the dust in the eyes The dogs they patrol, the city streets from dusk till dawn There territories are marked, with the piss and the scorn
Raju he lives, in one of those chawls Every night where he witnesses, neighbors in there brawls One night he returns, drenched in alcohol and blood Shouts at the peak of his voice "Enough, of this mess!"
He was the son, born to a king Never he learnt, cause he just couldn't sing All he ever saw, was the crown on his father's head No one could put him, easiliy to his bed
People they told, the crown yours is not For brothers older, plenty of them you've got To which he replied, "brothers of mine are none Look how many women my father has, is his dome"
The day did come, for the dream had to end All brothers were massacared, and buried in the sand As soon as the crown ,landed on his head Messages were sent, to all the kings, who bordered his land
His proposal was accepted, by all the kings Except one, who choose to face it, down in the rings The battle ensued, bodies were left gore In numbers, never seen before
The cousel were scared, new men were drilled For the king just wanted, all his vacancies to be filled The king he said, "the people are to blame For they will remember, only the winner and his name"
He came into the city, riding a colt People came to worship him, they were struck by a bolt They had heard of him, the messiah from nazareth Wondered when he would visit them, with a bated breath
The city was decorated, they welcomed him with palms They were curious, waited to listen to his psalms He spoke in a voice, that seemed to resound Not just off the mountains, also the skin, in which the bodies were bound
You rule with power, here comes a ruler of hearts Beware the cousel told, he can cover your poster anytime with darts The city is starting to sing, along his tunes If you don't act, you'll find yourself in the ruins
Tell you what! Why don't we put him, on the cross Now is early and I'm sure, you wont suffer any loss I checked him out, now there is no one, to save him from doom His followers are going up, like a rocket headed for the moon
He was a son, born to a king Opened his eyes, and found himself in a ring Felt little uncomfortable, and send a slight zing People just wondered, what happened to this thing
He grew up, surrounded by the walls Never ever wondered, how to give them calls What was outside, he had never ever seen His demands were met by servents, all who were very keen
The father he thought, I'll keep him pure Away from sorrow, that plague all for sure Never he ventured, out on the street Until one day, when his fate came to meet
The day it came, the chariot he climbed The gates they opened, the wind just mimed He covered his eyes, for the day was very bright Soon he was to see, the nature show its might
He saw a man, who seemed very old His back was bent, and the day was cold He walked very slowly, with a stick in his hand While the wind just blew, and played with the sand
The prince was frightened, at the sight he saw How could a man turn into that, thing with a bow The sorrow it approached, and engulfed the prince That night in bed, all he did was wince
The next morning it came, unaware of his distress The chariot he climbed, with a mind in press "Take me out", were the words he spelled Soon he was on the street, and his eyes were swelled
He saw another man, lying besides the street He was very thin and coughed with a spit Asked the prince, "what's wrong with him?" "He's sick", told the guide with a face that was grim
The chariot it moved, forward a little His eyes were fixed, didn't move a needle Thoughts of the night, came crashing down his skull Engulfed the sorrow, that seemed so full
Next morning it came, his mind was hazy Wished to god, please turn me crazy Put on his clothes, prepared for the street With a mind, that found difficult to retreat
He saw a man, lying so still Carried on the shoulders, there eyes were filled Lowered on the funeral, pyre they had made Flames they consumed, farewell he bade
I remember the time, when I was younger Went to a village, next to the dunes Sand was small, finely it was grained Its millions grains, had them drained
The sand was all, over the street Slowly it crawled, into the inside Shade of roof, would keep it cool People they wondered, where's the pool
The rains I knew would follow soon, as it was the month of july The birds knew what was coming and would perch, on top of trees They would sing the thunder would ring, and drops would start to form At some time the drops would fall, and the rhythm would silence us all The joy would swell deep inside, for the monsoon had just made its call
This is how the life went on, untill the progress hit the town Then came electricity and the fan, people would prefer to be inside The walls that separted the people would start to grow, taller and taller with time And soon the town it changed, while we played and watched there games
Great batsmen are all, very short Wonder, the reason, my taller friend The bat is short, forces you to bend It ain't the effort that lets you down
It ain't just, to make them bend Bent backs don't, last that long Take off the limit, on the length, Of the thing, they hold in there hand
In the jungle, there lives a cat Eates good flesh, never a rat Sleeps through the day, hunts in the night When I saw I said "Oh my God! what a sight"
Nine lives its got, people they tell An idea I found, hard to sell Until one day, when I saw it hunt Nine is too little, for what it has learnt
Nothing is straight, in my mind Full of curves, coils, spirals of all kind Every morning, with tea in my cup I wonder how would I, straighten them up
There was a force, that had them curved Ate my strength, nothing it served One day I realised, this is second life I live So there's nothing to loose, and its time to beleive
He saw an animal, very large There wasn't a place, where he couldn't barge Roamed in the jungle, with no fear "Ah, think I, call it a bear"
He saw an animal, that moved so slow Opened its mouth, and a horn would blow He saw his son taking milk, and just said"wow!" "Ah, think I, call her a cow"
He saw an animal, up in the sky Sat him thinking, how could it fly This animal, always wanted to be heard "Ah, think I, call it a bird"
He saw a bird, with a voice so sweet Went to the work, didn't mind any heat Started singing, while it was still so dark "Ah, think I, call it a lark"
Birds, my dear birds, you taught us humans how to fly To sleep on the wings, Is now what we have to try All our dreams, that take us far and wide Are made of wings, held on your side
You gave us the urge, and some of the clues Then came the surge, took away the blues On the wooden raft, we set for the sail You are the one, we love to hail
Some of the worlds, have forgotten the times When there was a monster, who aided the crimes Minds were plenty, where it could nourish All it needed, was the order to perish
To survive in chaos, is what some mothers teach To live with ideas, is just out of reach Every morning, the sun it brings Images of destruction, left in the wings
Sudden invasion, is hard to bear For any society, no matter how near Its like our body, when it gets sick Invasion is the culprit, that does the trick
This is a world you have to see Walk the mountains on the lee See the nector on the bee Out of the bed in the wee
Places are many Like mountains of tanny Ask you nanny To be with granny
Put on your lace Don't get in the race See that vase Follow the base
Ride the wheel Smell the teel Don't make a deal That makes you kneel
In his prime He had no time Counted his dime In a rhyme
He lived in swell Anywhere he dwell People could smell Anyone could tell
Time it changed People they ranged Whatever he spawned Someone had pawned
He took that cent Felt little bent All that was lent Just could pay the rent
Treat me well He made a yell And then he fell In the hell
It was a country, highly enclosed Only the sun, found it exposed Surrounded by the seas, and mountains high Few could enter, and leave a sign
In this way, it developed for years Unaware of the world, around with fears The sun it shone, with all its might Bred the life, everywhere in sight
One day they found, a route with the sea Entered a few, who felt kingsize The rhythm of life, struck them stark They came back and, sang like lark
I saw it then, I see it now Our body is as old, as the universe around It might have started, in whatever form lies embedded, deep in our bone
I rode the smoke, I rode the wind Higher it took, lower it seemed I opened my eyes, and looked around Was surprized to find, no one in town
Search the land, search the space All is there, is voidness unbound If its there, as it has to be Its nowhere, but in the center of your skin gown
Day was nice, and the breeze was good In the morning, when I took my food Took my jacket, and went for the street To hear the sounds, that drag my feet
The autumn is here, with its colours bright Don't step on the leaves, as they shine with light There it goes, on its aquiring spree All it wants, is to let them free
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