I'll fly with you To the mystic hills of Katmandu. I'll fly with you To the mystic hills of Katmandu I'll fly with you To the mystic hills of Katmandu Pack my case Gonna leave behind this human race. Come with me Where your spirit and your mind are free. We can fly above the sky In Katmandu Peace of mind We're gonna find in Katmandu Smoke-scented breeze fills the trees And you drift away. Slowly downstream In a dream that goes on and on On forever! Soft winds and sunsets That lead at some mystery Sweet-smelling substances |
"The definition of beauty or ugliness is centered around the individual. The return of his own reflection on the things he sees."
quinta-feira, 22 de agosto de 2013
Tantra - Hills of Katmandu
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