Song Description

Sting, Peter Gabriel hypnotic male vocal

Lyrics

DREAMING OF GARDENS
Boustead, McGregor

It's damp and it's cold
In the basement of this castle
For this kitchen work I do
I carry wood and I carry water
And rake the cinders from the evening stew

But lately, my mind is far away
Over these royal walls
Far from the knives and the kettles
Another image calls

I keep dreaming of gardens
Beautiful gardens
The sprouting of seeds
And the turning of seasons
I keep dreaming of gardens

The work never ends
For the cook is a stern man
Scolds me all the day and night
He doesn't care for my golden-colored hair
Or the way it catches light

But one day my heart will fly away
Over these royal walls
To the woman who waits at the window
It's there my lover calls

I keep dreaming of gardens
Such beautiful gardens
The scent of black earth
And the sun on the leaves
I keep dreaming of gardens

I keep dreaming of gardens
Beautiful gardens
Dew-covered grasses
And black-colored roses
I keep dreaming of gardens


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