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Mia playing poppy fields in São Paulo 28/02/2009

I have to thank her specially for accepting my " sugestion" and playing this song. she wasn´t prepared for it, that´s why she forgot the lyrics in the middle : "it´s an old song..." a classic !

It sounded great anyhow...

I scrub my blackened feet,

scrape off the caked on grime of the street.

I wash my hands and face

of the worldly soot that accumulates

in the day-in-day-out farcical strife,

in the humdrum of everyday life.

And I enter my home clean,

step up to the hearth Ive deemed my own.

I sit down on the bidet

and shower my flower of the decay

that sets in when she lets in a guest

for recreation no creation, her slight protest.

And I enter my bed clean,

lay down my head and dream

of another world.

The desert springs to life.

The golden chaparral gives up her rights

to poppy fields for miles

and purple lupin lavender behind

another world.

Waking with the sun,

the poppy petals peel back to open

and turn the hills orange

to start another cycle of seasons.

Another world.

We dance as whooping cranes

who once again have found their lifetime mates.

We bound across the plains,

roll down slopes, fill our white coats with stains

of another world.

We come to rest as one

at the bottom of the hill, start to make love.

We lean against the earth,

rocking back and forth and back and forth, back and forth.

Another world.

Under a wild sky setting sun,

we ride the waves towards something still to come.

Another world.