String's Mystic Rythm

String's Ryhtm...

Under the light of the gentle moon

The cold breeze of midsummer night

Men and women in tuxedoes and gowns

Dancing like black and white roses entwined

 

There I was, just narrating the story

Then you came

With the scent of the mystic moon

Your dress is white as fallen snow

 

You danced like the lustrous wind

With violins dancing in the air

Your movements timed with it's strings

It's mystic ryhtm seems like cries when you dance

 

The violins calmed down

From it's crying rythm

You were in the porch with the moon in your eyes

As I say "May I have this dance?"

 

 

And we dance like roses entwined

Once again, with it's string's mystic rythm.