Renaissance - The Festival Lyrics
Sheherazade this day is yoursThe bearers of your gifts now all around you standThe finest silk made in the landIs waiting for your choiceIt shimmers at your handSheherazade your life is oneYou have today the sultans loveThe people watch you step into the sunStalls and bars of every kindFood piled high on woven leaves for all to eatDrums and flutes at every turnThe music winding, twisting through the crowded streetsCaravans from far away bring people laughingPeople come to see the sultan in baghdad todayScheherazade her name is knownHer tale is toldThe sultan let her life be sparedThe festival begins this dayTo celebrate her fameThe people sing her praiseStories sung, the crowds are dancingTo the music and the entertainment all the voices singThe people call to see the kingThe sultan smilesHis story just begunThe sultan and sheherazade are oneScheherazade, scheherazadeShe told him tales of sultans and talismans and ringsA thousand and one nights she sang to entertain her kingShe sings, scheherazade, sheherazade, scheherazade, etc.
