Lyrics:
silence
The sun will shine even through autumn leaves
On joyful dances and new wine
The sun will shine on grain fields
And garlands of flowers and summer
ji ya
(Come and bless us, Lord Bhairav!)
Foolo ki maala laao ji ya
(Get a garland of flowers)
Bhairo ki luar gaao ji ya
(Gardener, chant a hymn
Father I wish I'd seen your face
Before you passed
I hope the memories sit in ocean garlands of flowers
Father we couldn't breathe
That last text you sent
little Annie can play
In heavenly gardens and bowers
And instea-a-ad of a halo she'll wear 'round her head
A garland of genuine flowers
No more
Out of the mist into tropical splendor
With garlands of flowers
In Majestical fusion we see tonight
Onto this sacred reunion of pleasure
They row
I tippy-toe across your dream each night
So as not to wake you
Asleep in your summer
A garland of flowers
Yellow and white around your waist
little Annie can play
In heavenly gardens and bowers
And instea-a-ad of a halo she'll wear 'round her head
A garland of genuine flowers
No more
little Annie can play
In heavenly gardens and bowers
And instea-a-ad of a halo she'll wear 'round her head
A garland of genuine flowers
No more
a garland of forest flowers, who lifted the Govardhana hill and the beloved of Radha
He is beautiful with dark-blue complexion and is none other than Lord
A garland of genuine flowers.
No more artificial flowers
Throw away those artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of society to wear.
my penny in and wish that it sticks
I see our love like a bone tower A plaster poster for the grand campaign
A wreath , a garland of dead flowers
little Annie can play
In heavenly gardens and bowers
And instead of halo, she'll wear round her head
A garland of genuine flowers
No more
And instea-a-ad of a halo she'll wear 'round her head
A garland of genuine flowers.
No more artificial flowers;
Throw away those artificial flowers,
Flowers for
away
Still waiting for you every day
I pledge my heart you
Forever my love will be true
There I was to wed
A garland of flowers laid over my bed
My
my sister, my sister.
She met stregati, Zia Gina.
In her bed, she found a garland
With flowers.
She found everything.
She was supposed to die. She
For by my side you put on
Many wreaths of roses
And garlands of flowers
Around your soft neck
And with precious and royal perfume
You anointed
a garland of flowers and lifted the Govardhana mountain
Glory to Lord Vitthala who slayed the demon Mura
O Lord Vitthala, You are verily our dearest Lord Sri
finally sit here now On the banks by the Ganges
To watch in silenceAs the river flows slowly Relentlessly slowly Dragging garlands of flowers
Down
When will tears stop running down
Ego the driver, ego the driver
Ego
We should have been married in Vatican City with God as our witness
Under garlands
And instead of halo, she'll wear round her head
A garland of genuine flowers
No more artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of society
and bowers
And instea-a-ad of a halo, she'll wear 'round her head
A garland of genuine flowers
No more artificial flowers, throw away those artificial flowers
by
Fox on the run
Old ragged robin flies
Virtue undone
A garland of green flowers (field of lime)
Surround a silver smoke tree (yours
facts enhanced by chants and cries
Whorls of pollen mixed with blood
Garlands of spring flowers caked with mud
As the congregation stares agog
Gathered
It's how time and season disengage once
the small brace of cool air she comes through bares
the tattooed garland of flowers her far,
far removed
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