Lyrics: Marrakesh Night Market, Loreena McKennitt They’re gathered in circles the lamps light their faces The crescent moon rocks in the sky The poets of drumming keep heartbeats suspended The smoke swirls up and then it dies (CHORUS)Would you like my mask? would you like my mirror? cries the man in the shadowing hood You [...]
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