"Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I will meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about
language, ideas, even the phrase each other
doesn't make any sense."

Transposed Edit of Bobby McFerrin's Circlesong 5 <3

The elephant met a moonflower.
Her eyes, ancient like the mountains.
Her hands, alive like trees.
Her voice, endless like the desert.
She gave him back 
a fear to embrace,
a grateful dream
and a boatful of melodies.



Circlesong 5 (Lobcormorão Namorado Edit)

Kroklokwafzi? Semememi!
Seiokrontro - prafriplo:
Bifzi, bafzi; hulalemi:
quasti basti bo...

Lalu lalu lalu lalu la!

 

Hontraruru miromente
zasku zes rü rü?
Entepente, leiolente
klekwapufzi lü?

Lalu lalu lalu lala la!

 

Simarat kos malzlpempu
silzuzankunkrei (;)!
Marjomar dos: Quempu Lempu
Siri Suri Sei []!

Lalu lalu lalu lalu la!

Circlesong 5 (Lobcormorão Namorado Edit)

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