Here is my hand Madam tell me what you see
Throw the cards and read the leaves of tea
What do the lines on my palm read?
Have the readings of our cards agreed?
Tell me lady, should I come out of the cellar?
Should I follow what you told me my fortune teller?
What do you see in your crystal ball?
Do you see a rising star or a snowball?
Could you tell who’s dancing around the candles?
Is it a celebration or a mean feast of scandals?
Queen of gypsies why are you shivering and afraid?
What path has your pendulum surveyed?
Is it an earthquake that’s shaking the foundations?
Are the gold diggers losing their castles and nations?
Do you recognize who will inherit the land,
plant the desert, and into gold turn the sand?
What about the stars, what do they say?
It’s a clear dark night to see the Milky Way
Will I be among the leading knights,
who make the calling in the twilights?
Will I have the strength to carry the sword,
fight for justice and win an accord?
Could the stars show if I have the courage
to ride my horse through the desert and deliver the message?
Do you know the mother of my killer?
Should I marry her? Tell me my fortune teller!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
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