1001 Nights, Lhasa.
I have no way to prove it
No proof but I believe
A thousand and one nights of this
And then I will be free
My prison will be broken down
The dark will come undone
A thousand and one nights of this
And then the change will come
A garden growing underground
A treasure waiting to be found
A bird that never makes a sound
You don’t have to believe it
But just you wait and see
A thousand and one nights of this
And then I will be free.
Chanson d’autant plus poignante quand on sait ce que sait ce que cette libération voulait dire pour elle…
Peinture magique d’Edmund Dulac pour Les Mille Et Une Nuits.