The Sound of Indian Sitars ~ (For Carmen)


The only way to love

Is to let go, unconditionally

To set the bird free

And watch it soar high in the sky

Now that you found happiness

With a mate as crazy as you are

After all that has been thrown at you

I hear the sound of Indian sitars

Like a wave of diamonds

Rolling over a marble floor

A woman cannot be broken

As she is life itself

The proof of which is in your smile

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