Текст песни Renaissance Fair - Single Version - The Byrds
I
think
that
maybe
I'm
dreaming
I
smell
cinnamon
and
spices
I
hear
music
everywhere
All
around
kaleidoscope
of
color
I
think
that
maybe
I'm
dreaming
Maids
pass
gracefully
in
laughter
Wine-colored
flowers
in
their
hair
Flags
call
from
lands
I've
never
been
to
I
think
that
maybe
I'm
dreaming
Sun's
flash
on
a
soda
prism
Bright
jewels
on
the
ladies
flashing
Eyes
catch
on
a
shiny
prism
Hear
ye
the
crying
of
the
vendors
Fruit
for
sale,
wax
candles
for
to
burn
Fires
flare,
soon
it
will
be
nightfall
I
think
that
maybe
I'm
dreaming
I
think
that
maybe
I'm
dreaming
I
think
that
maybe
I'm
dreaming
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5 Time Between
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