Sly & Robbie
Текст песни Kashmir

Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face
Stars to fill my dreams, yeah
I am a traveller of both time and space
To be where I've been. yeah
To sit with elders of a gentle race
This world has seldom seen, yeah
They talk of days for which they sit and wait
And all will be revealed

Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace
Sounds caressed my ears, yeah
And not a word I heard could I relate
The story was quite clear

Oh, I been flying, brother
There ain't no denying
Oh, I've been flying, flying, flying
Oh, I've been flying, flying, flying, flying, flying, flying
Ain't no denying

All I see turns to brown
As the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand
As I scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find
Where I been
Where I been

Oh pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
Like thoughts inside my dream, yeah
My Shangrila beneath the summer moon
Oh, I will return
Sure as the dust that floats high in June
When moving through Kashmir

Oh Father of the four winds, fill my sails
'Cross the sea of years