Dust of the rivers does murmur and weep
Hard and sharp laughter that cuts to the bone
Ah, but every face within your face does show
Going gladly now to give himself his own
And twelve yellow willows shall fellow the shallows
Small waves and thunder be my pillow
Upon the gleaming water two swans that swim
And every place shall be my native home
The east gate like a fortress dissolve it away
The west gate like a prison, oh, come break it down
Island, I remember, living here
Wandering beneath the empty skies
In time her hair grew long and swept the ground
And seven blackbirds carried it out behind
It bore the holy imprint of her mind
As greenfoot slow, she moved among the seasons
The great man, the great man
Historians his memory
Artists, his senses, thinkers, his brain
Labourers, his growth, explorers, his limbs
And soldiers his d**h each second
And mystics his rebirth each second
Businessmen, his nervous system
No-hustle men his stomach
Astrologers, his balance, lovers, his loins
His skin it is all patchy
But soon will reach one glowing hue
God is his soul, infinity, his goal
The mystery, his source
And civilisation, he leaves behind
Opinions are his fingernails
Maya, Maya, all this world is but a play
Be thou the joyful player
Maya, Maya, all this world is but a play
Be thou the joyful player
The wanderer no sense does make
His eyes being tied in the true love's knot
The trees perceive his soul
Do not detain him long
Dear little animal, dark-eyed and small
Caring for your fur with pointed paws
This hawk of truth is swift and flies with a still cry
A small sweet meat to the eyes of night
Oh, dandelion be thou thine
Reflecting the sun in s**ual glory
In ever changing tongues
The ever changing story
The book, man, bird, woman, serpent, sea, sun
Blessed, oh, blessed are they of the air
Your eyes, they are the eyes of the glad land
Ye twelve that will enter the seasons
The great ship, the ship of the world, long time sailing
Mariners, mariners, gather your sk**s
The great ship, the ship of the world, long time sailing
Mariners, mariners, gather your sk**s
Jesus and Hitler and Richard, the lion heart
Three kings and Moses and Queen Cleopatra
The Cobbler, the maiden, the mender and the maker
The sickener and the twitcher and the glad undertaker
The shepherd of willows
The harper and the archer
All sat down in one boat together
Troubled voyage in calm weather
Maya, Maya, all this world is but a play
Be thou the joyful player
Maya, Maya, all this world is but a play