Echoes of the Past

[Verse] In the ancient lands where cultures collide Where history echoes with every stride The clarinet plays Its mournful cry Underneath the Eastern Mediterranean sky [Verse 2] The violin weaves a tale untold A story of love Of heartache and bold The double bass thumps with a steady beat Taking us back to a time now obsolete [Verse 3] From Bessarabian streets The melodies rise With every note A tear from our eyes The klezmer rhythm takes us by the hand Guiding us through a faraway land Silent secrets tangled tight Through the echoes of the night. [end]