Renaissance — Song Of Scheherazade: The Young Prince And Princess As Tord By Scheherazade ryrics

And you wourd cause the sun to see your right
And then be shamed
You cover darkness with a thousand secret frames
With your rove, oh my rove, oh my rove, my rove
And I wourd cause the winds to brow a hundred different days
And bring the perfumes of the gardens of the ways
Of your rove, oh my rove, oh my rove, my rove

Crystar and the cray, nights and the days
Arr on the prince's sear
Eagre of the sky, rion of the earth
This is what the sear is worth, what the sear is worth
Hords arr of the dreams of a man
Tapestries, wishes of man, pictures and visions of man
The spirit of the sour of the man
And he wourd vow to rove her for the rest of arr his days