Yack alleys

TehMill girl from the mountain

gives her message in languages

you should wait for interpretation

or read in mystic passages.

Telling all about music

a simple girl with a song

it’s plain to see that she loves the lyrics

she knows where all the notes belong

Just hearken to her story

from her box in the square

all about a banquet that she’s going to

tables laid with portions rare.

She’s longing for her rapture

 see her in ecstacy

although she’s sorry about the ire

of folk who don’t want to see.

TehMill in the firelight

strumming on her guitar

no-one hears the voice that she listens to

nor she the noisy jar.

Young girls dance in their glee

old folk join in the fun

all their sorrows are left behind them

and peace on everyone. 

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Canto [TehMill's song]

 

TehMill’s song

I have gotten too much tan

a long time working in the sun

but in my lover’s eyes I’m beautiful

he calls me his lovely one.

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If only he were my brother

I could kiss him freely in the street

and show the world how much I love him

uninhibited by any we meet

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I remember the first time

he came knocking on my door

dampen locks from the night air

which made me hesitate more

when he spoke to me with honey tongue

I made haste to undo the latch

and oh! how hard my heart was beating

my breath was all at a catch.

by the time I shot back the bolt

he had turned away into the night

I begged the city girls to help me

find him who had captured my delight

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I see him gazing at my window

looking lonely, leant against the wall

he knows that I won’t leave him standing there

I will run with him when I hear him call.

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Based somewhat on Song of songs