Hear the horns in September
flights of fantasy to remember
the kalimba rings in the tune
as Jupiter crosses behind the moon

Trumpets blast a ready call
all get ready for the ball
a night of flavors to be had
songs written to destroy sad

Feel the beat from different places
pleasant vibrations in your spaces
sends you where you need to be
this kind of music sets you free

Curvy beats, that do inspire
experience Serpentine fire
shining star, take me away
these songs have much to say

Golden sphinxes in my mind
mental trip not hard to find
falsetto tones up in the sky
some so beautiful, make you cry