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]
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.
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When he spoke with honey tongue
I made haste to turn the latch
oh! how hard my heart was beating
my breath was all at a catch.
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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





