Ginger - Chandeen

A nervous evening settles down

Calling a wind that deprives

All the dust and all the soil

Away from my soul

A thousand sprites dance in my head

Don’t understand a word they call

Only you can make them fall asleep wherever you are

A taste like ginger in the air

Here, where gold was mined

Drenched by tainted games we used to play

A taste like ginger in the air

Where gold was mined

Drenched by tainted games we used to play

To kill the sadness…

Pictures rising from the past

Calling a wind that deprives

All the dust and all the soil

And make me want to smile

I grab the pillow at my side

Your voice is in the air

I can’t feel an ending treasures scattered everywhere

A taste like ginger in the air

Here, where gold was mined

Drenched by tainted games we used to play

A taste like ginger in the air

Where gold was mined drenched by tainted

Games we used to play to kill the sadness

To kill the sadness…