the byrds - renaissance fair كلمات الأغنية

i think that maybe i’m dreaming
i smell cinnamon and spices
i hear music everywhere
all around kaleidoscope of color
i think that maybe i’m dreaming

maids p-ss gracefully in laughter
wine coloured flowers in their hair
last call from lands i’ve never been to
i think that maybe i’m dreaming

some flash on a soda of prism
bright jewels on the ladies flashing
eyes catch on a shiny prism

hear ye the crying of the vendors
fruit for sale wax candles for to burn
fires flare soon it will be night fall
i think that maybe i’m dreaming

writer: david crosby, roger mcguinn
lyrics © hori pro entertainment group, bmg rights management us, llc

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