Monday, 16 May 2011

Festive Festival

Pause on your track
take no more steps closer
I want you to listen carefully
the sweet tunes of my anklets
Can you hear them jingling?

The rustling pleats of my dress
sequins beating their eyes as I move
gold coins dangling around my face
My fingers snapping, my wrists twisting
Joyful sounds of santour and tonbak

Join me and let’s hold hands
feel the bond, share the merriness
it will melt your sorrow, trust me
Wings will sprout on your back
making you move as light as feathers

Look around you
all smiling from ear to ear
Twirl, sway, sing and clap

Put your hands up in the air!
Dance like you’ve never danced before!


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