Letra de
East Of Ginger Trees

Let peace and silence spin your yarn
What harm can befall thee in yon wilderness of clove?
With ease be off and wander in yon wilderness of clove
Where fools and angels lose their odds
And gods of our ancestors did immerse themselves in clove
Beyond this life of metaphors
Where doors of understanding's house, decorates he them with clove
Be lions roaring in the forests of knowledge
Whales swimming in the oceans of life