For the gods
If I could be Mesopotamian and be at the gates of Babylon
May the sun color me and Tiger refresh me...
Along the falling gardens...like heavenly waterfalls...
To be a priestess of Ishtar...
Our cradle of life swings us...
May the sun color me and Tiger refresh me...
Along the falling gardens...like heavenly waterfalls...
To be a priestess of Ishtar...
Our cradle of life swings us...