Almost a Fantasy

Verses

It was a glance

Just a glance

Our hearts melted

A soft jasmine breeze

 

You heard me sing with

The first notes of your nay

Song bird (albilbil) amongst the reeds
Our eyes turned brown to blue

 

We talked and sang old songs

We sipped tea, ate oranges

And talked and longed (ached) for

What could never be

 

Verse in other maqam and rhythm

Tea and oranges

Old and young

This tribe or that

This and that

Do they matter

Why? Why?

 

Chorus

Never to be

Just a dream

Almost a fantasy

For you and me

 

June 2025
A first attempt at writing lyrics
with a nod to Um Khalsoum and Leonard Cohen