Formentera Lady

Houses iced in whitewash guard a pale shore line

Cornered by the cactus and the pine

Here I wander, where sweet sage and strange herbs grow

Down a crumpled sun baked stony roadDusty wheels leaning rusting in the sun

Snuff brown walls where Spanish lizards run

Here I'm shadowed by a dragon fig trees fan

Ringed by ants and musing over manI'll unwind my old strings while the sun shine down

Won't climb any high thing while the sun shine

Formentera lady sing your song for me

Formentera lady, sweet loverLamplights glows on old guitars the travellers strum

Insence children dance to an Indian drum

Here Odysseus charmed for dark circe fell

Still her perfume lingers still her spell