The Song Of The Sabia

I'll go back, I know now that I'll go back, that my place is there,

And there it will always be, there where I can hear the Song of the Sabia.

I'll go back, I know now that I'll go back, I will lie in the shadow of

A palm that's no longer there, and pick a flower that doesn't grow.

And maybe someone's love will speak the night.