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They're gathered in circles |
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the lamps light their faces |
| [00:53.61] |
The crescent moon rocks in the sky |
| [01:02.51] |
The poets of drumming |
| [01:06.16] |
keep heartbeats suspended |
| [01:10.54] |
The smoke swirls up and then dies |
| [01:17.60] |
|
| [01:21.09] |
Would you like my mask? |
| [01:25.20] |
would you like my mirror? |
| [01:29.54] |
cries the man in the shadowing hood |
| [01:37.78] |
You can look at yourself |
| [01:41.76] |
you can look at each other |
| [01:46.12] |
or you can look at the face |
| [01:49.30] |
the face of your god |
| [01:53.37] |
|
| [02:11.84] |
The stories are woven |
| [02:15.97] |
and fortunes are told |
| [02:20.14] |
The truth is measured by the weight of your gold |
| [02:28.72] |
The magic lies scattered |
| [02:32.90] |
on rugs on the ground |
| [02:37.19] |
Faith is conjured in the night market's sound |
| [02:43.92] |
|
| [02:47.55] |
Would you like my mask? |
| [02:51.41] |
would you like my mirror? |
| [02:56.10] |
cries the man in the shadowing hood |
| [03:04.28] |
You can look at yourself |
| [03:08.44] |
you can look at each other |
| [03:12.98] |
or you can look at the face |
| [03:15.71] |
the face of your god |
| [03:20.06] |
|
| [03:55.56] |
The lessons are written |
| [03:59.41] |
on parchments of paper |
| [04:03.62] |
They're carried by horse from the river Nile |
| [04:11.65] |
says the shadowy voice |
| [04:16.30] |
In the firelight, the cobra |
| [04:20.52] |
is casting the flame a winsome smile |
| [04:28.14] |
|
| [04:30.67] |
Would you like my mask? |
| [04:34.84] |
would you like my mirror? |
| [04:39.63] |
cries the man in the shadowing hood |
| [04:47.88] |
You can look at yourself |
| [04:51.98] |
you can look at each other |
| [04:56.14] |
or you can look at the face |
| [04:59.19] |
the face of your god |
| [05:04.32] |
|
| [06:10.86] |
|
| [06:23.66] |
END |
