Love waits tables and passes the salt Love is a that preverbal thunderbolt Love leans over a winter’s bowl Of pearl barley, soup Love is the one you, affectionately, Called a nincompoop!
Oh white Jasmine flower Love on resin setting fire Incense burning in my soul Catching me on fire Oh white Jasmine flower I’m extracting oils Wonderfully, heavenly
Forgive my Babylon temperate floods… There’s no evil in my sodden roots So forgive my Babylonian Dynasty Oh forgive me in all honesty I can’t help the debris I leave
Do you remember the hand? That shook the cradle And drew the shape of Africa And that land of America, A Land of Hope and Glory… Do you remember the hand? That shook the cradle
