The pink flamingoes stand on the banks
And the palm trees grow above them
Like visions,
Like minarets,
Thin and swaying as dancing girls in elaborate headdresses.
And the palm trees grow above them
Like visions,
Like minarets,
Thin and swaying as dancing girls in elaborate headdresses.
Wave on wave in fluid brilliance. The copper sea breaks against the cliffs.
Wave on wave it strikes the drums of the rocks And sends the sound throbbing along the sky.
Wave on wave it strikes the drums of the rocks And sends the sound throbbing along the sky.
