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“From the middle of a tomb whose lights burn only for survival…our tired bodies finally understand and obey our beating hearts. Meet me in the country, Meet me in the country, The city's breath is getting way too evil to breathe. Meet us in the country, Leave the pigs and rats in the city— Under the gypsy sun, we all will clearly reach the grace of living—…to give and receive with love and ease. We'll dance to the drums of the open life… love is the rhythm of man and wife… faith in the beat for everyone. God breathes music…through the life of the Gypsy Sun…” — Jimi Hendrix
From the middle of a tomb whose lights burn only for survival…our tired bodies finally understand and obey our beating hearts.
Meet me in the country,
Meet me in the country,
The city's breath is getting way too evil to breathe.
Meet us in the country,
Leave the pigs and rats in the city—
Under the gypsy sun, we all will clearly reach the grace of living—…to give and receive with love and ease.
We'll dance to the drums of the open life…
love is the rhythm of man and wife…
faith in the beat for everyone.
God breathes music…through the life of the Gypsy Sun…