Dust From the Past
Like me, you surely know about the history of our island
You surely know of the time when it was being colonized
When it was still a dark and green forest
With dodos making everywhere their careless nests
If like me, you are also a dreamer, then
Do let yourself rise
Like me do imagine the time of long ago
When the western world was just beginning to land here
Imagine the beauty then, the freshness of the island
Trees, dark and deep, ebonies
Rivers, seas, birds of all kinds
Plantations everywhere, animals of the most gentle kind
I am sure, then, the time was right for love
Maidens dressed in lovely dresses
Would waltz at the hands of handsome charmers
Whether under the gleam of the silver moon, or on the crystal clear beach
Imagine kisses shared and stolen
Imagine love as yet being forbidden
Imagine the beauty of the surroundings
The lovely parties done on the cool nights
Imagine the toils the first people had to go through
When they did start to build everything
When they did choose to place the foundation stone
When they did fight off the first horrible cyclone
Maybe I was here living as a fresh maiden
Newly snatched from my homeland
Having been brought to the land of burden
Meeting then, here, the love of my life
Making then of my island, the worldly paradise
Making here, like the dodos, my nest, my prize
Well of all this I can only allow myself to dream
A dream of love it is, in a most ancient setting!
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