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Well a diamond fades quickly when matched to the face of Maria
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All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky
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The brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft golden rainfall
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That spills from the mountains to the bottomless depths of her eyes
Well, she stands all around me her hands slowly sifting the sunshine
All the laughter that lingered down deep ?neath her smilin? is free
Well, it spins and it twirls like a hummingbird lost in the mornin?
And caresses the south wind and silently sails to the sea
Ah, the sculptor stands stricken and the artist he throws away his brushes
When her image comes dancin? the sun she turns sullen with shame
And the birds they go silent the wind stops his sad mournful singin?
When the trees of the forest start gently to whisperin? her name
So as softly she wanders I?ll desperately follow her footsteps
And I?ll chase after shadows that offer a trace of her sigh
Ah, they promise eternally that she lies hidden within them
But I find they?ve deceived me and sadly I bid them goodbye
So the serpent slides slowly away with his moments of laughter
And the old washer woman has finished her cleanin? and gone
But the bamboo hangs heavy in the bondage of quicksilver daydreams
And a lonely child longingly looks for a place to belong
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