Jindalee Jindalie

Jindalee jindalie Look up to the morning sky Jindalee jindalie Falling like the wind To an understanding sky Right into the arms of your love From the other side Sing of all things blue Sing of all things high I sing to sin my jindalin ally In a red chapel's room Lay the bones of face That the wind will never touch Nor a tear ever grace Now love cuts through rock Like the crying of a dove Can you hear the sweetness calling? Oh my love Jindalee jindalie What do you see in the morning sky? Jindalee jindalie Sing of all things blue Sing of all things high To the kings who weep in the hurricanes eye Jindalee jindalie What do you see in the morning sky? Jindalee jindalie So in love with the time In love with the place In love with the wind