So many have (come, come…)
the ancient door is pushed (open, open…),
I turn and watch, wondering
where they are from…
Swaying on the floor, dancing, dancing
one after another, you hold hands of strangers.
chorus ….
Proudly you lift up your face.
Sorrowfully I lower my eyes.
The proud peacock, you,
never turn around-
and never
turn around.
The music flows with the moon river.
My eyes darken with a sudden quiver.
a thousand kisses deep down- (down…)
fairy with lies, all are movie fragments.
chorus ….
The Masquerade Party is in dancing,
your fabulous feathers up unfolding.
The proud peacock never turn around,
the crowd cheer loud and round.
The Masquerade Party is in dancing,
your fabulous feathers up unfolding.
The proud peacock never turn around.
the crowd cheer loud and round.
I dance away, away, away…
you dance with another masked lover….
I dance away, away, away…
you dance with another masked lover….
Please join us at Sonic Cafe –Music and Poems (60 Cecil St, Toronto 4:00pm to 6:30pm On Setp 29, 2012)