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The Troubadour’s Alba

Lyrics & music by Len
I don’t know why
I’m feeling this way
a burning lust
to come out and play
the music flows
and the melody grows
the troubadour ‘s alba
at the dawn of day

When a cool breeze
calls the sun to rise,
I sense the air
of Paradise
Timeless words
the troubadour wrote
while he sang his songs
of love devote

Under your spell
Heaven and hell
Down in the well
Rising in swell

When the night departs
from the morning gate
Can you still recall
the serenade
the troubadour sang
while the night began
now the melody lingers
a twist of fate

Under your spell
Heaven and hell
Down in the well
Rising in swell

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