I've had enough of all this wind and reindeer We otter go away Holidays are important, my parents tortoise that Weasel have to look on the internet You know I can't bear the heat But here's a spa hotel where I'm sure they would panda to your every need Alpaca suitcase right away
Toothpaste tube, cattle class Purple stripes, rows of lights A newly formed castle white In concrete, steel and glass
Cloud-high halls, giant pots Re-charging bodies strewn around Turning deeper shades of brown Volcanic sand, hot black rock
We watch a floating city, blazing light Like a dying star, fade into the night
Ali, where do these bananas go? What kind of tree is this? How far does this levada flow?
Ali takes the tourists out He throws some breadcrumbs in the water He likes to feed the trout
Madeira born in forty five Ali told me many things Ali, our levada walking guide
His family was very poor He collected mussels from the shore And sticks to burn for heat For today his mother said I have no food and we must eat We have to eat
Ali, where are all the vines? How long before your boots wear out? Do you drink the local wine?
Do the tourists drive you mad With all the questions that they ask? Ali smiles, shuffles us aside To let some others pass