Lyrics:Kashmir(Led Zeppelin)
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| − | Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream | + | Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream |
| − | I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been | + | I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been |
| − | To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen | + | To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen |
| − | They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed | + | They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed |
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| − | Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear | + | Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear |
| − | But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear | + | But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear |
| − | Oh, oh. | + | Oh, oh. |
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| − | Oh, I been flying... mama, there aint no denyin | + | Oh, I been flying... mama, there aint no denyin |
| − | Ive been flying, aint no denyin, no denyin | + | Ive been flying, aint no denyin, no denyin |
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| − | All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground | + | All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground |
| − | And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land | + | And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land |
| − | Trying to find, trying to find where Ive been. | + | Trying to find, trying to find where Ive been. |
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| − | Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream | + | Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream |
| − | Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream | + | Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream |
| − | My shangri-la beneath the summer moon, I will return again | + | My shangri-la beneath the summer moon, I will return again |
| − | Sure as the dust that floats high and true, when movin through kashmir. | + | Sure as the dust that floats high and true, when movin through kashmir. |
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| − | Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years | + | Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years |
| − | With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear | + | With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear |
| − | + | Ooh | |
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| − | When Im on, when Im on my way, yeah | + | When Im on, when Im on my way, yeah |
| − | When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah | + | When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah |
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| − | Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when Im down... | + | Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when Im down... |
| − | Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well Im down, so down | + | Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well Im down, so down |
| − | Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there | + | Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there |
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| − | Let me take you there. let me take you there | + | Let me take you there. let me take you there |
Revision as of 17:59, 27 February 2007
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Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear Oh, oh. Oh, I been flying... mama, there aint no denyin Ive been flying, aint no denyin, no denyin All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land Trying to find, trying to find where Ive been. Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream My shangri-la beneath the summer moon, I will return again Sure as the dust that floats high and true, when movin through kashmir. Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear Ooh When Im on, when Im on my way, yeah When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when Im down... Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well Im down, so down Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there Let me take you there. let me take you there