Allah's Holiday.

Seq - Dr. J.Pitt-Payne. Kar - Bunty Pritchard Jones. May 2001.

There 'neath the shades of
rose panoplied walls,

where moon~eyed maids
woo daydreams' tender thralls,

there I too learned to play
in Allah's holiday.
Ah, might it but last alway!

Sounds of silver cymbal,
Tambourine and timbal,

struck by fingers nimble
to some sweet lay;

Pretty tunes are tinkling,
tiny feet are twinkling,

breath of rose heart sprinkling
'neath cool fountain' spray;

Lovely forms are swaying,
raven tresses straying,

ev'ryone obeying
young god of May;

Flower petals gleaming,
garlands gayly streaming,

'tis but happy dreaming,
Allah's holiday.

Ah, could it but last,
could it last alway!

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Katinka097 Allah's Holiday 1915 seq Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK 09 May 2001

Katinka097 Allah's Holiday 1915 seq Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK 09 May 2001
Katinka097 Allah's Holiday 1915
Music by Rudolf Friml
Lyrics by Otto Hauerbach
Copyright 1915 by G. Schirmer, Inc.
sequenced by Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK 09 may 2001
in association with Doug Grierson
Karaoke by Bunty Pritchard Jones