Eastern sky

Written by Arthur Mountaniol

Sand storm has died away tonight
Sunset glory
Moon shows up above
Freeing me from worry

Shows me the way
To the night city
Of forbidden love
My exquisite journey

It must be some mirage ahead
Tower Ivory
Luring me like mad
With its tender sorcery

I see her
In the night skies
Queen of magic lore
Ruling all before sunrise