Marrakesh Night Market

	  		Intro: D, C,  G# 


                              A#    A 
They're gathered in circles 
                               G    F# 
the lamps light their faces 
                      A#           D 
The crescent moon rocks in the sky 
                        A#     A 
The poets of drumming 
                       G             F# 
keep heartbeats suspended 
                      A#            D 
The smoke swirls up and then dies 


Would you like my mask? 
would you like my mirror? 
cries the man in the shadowing hood 
You can look at yourself 
you can look at each other 
or you can look at the face, the face of your god 

The stories are woven 
and fortunes are told 
The truth is measured by the weight of your gold 
The magic lies scattered 
on rugs on the ground 
Faith is conjured in the night market's sound 

Would you like my mask? 
would you like my mirror? 
cries the man in the shadowing hood 
You can look at yourself 
you can look at each other 
or you can look at the face, the face of your god 

The lessons are written 
on parchments of paper 
They're carried by horse from the river Nile 
says the shadowy voice 
In the firelight, the cobra 
is casting the flame a winsome smile 

Would you like my mask? 
would you like my mirror? 
cries the man in the shadowing hood 
You can look at yourself 
you can look at each other 
or you can look at the face, the face of your god... 

Se la dedico a Toni porque como es mi supermejoramigoguaydelamuerte y Lau que es la  
mas guaygenialtiabuenaupssemeacolado! por soportarme siempre que pongo Loreena Mckennitt!!  
quiero!! =D un besazo;)