To That Dreamland Bathed in Dew

Bring the sweetest memories,

On a flower-carpet bright and true...

Take us along, oh take us all,

To that dreamland bathed in dew...

With the rhythm of a heart that aches,

With a sigh that gently breaks,

With the rhythm of a heart that aches,

With a sigh that gently breaks,

Won’t you carry us, flower-carpet,

Upon your shoulders wide?

Oh, oh... Bring the sweetest memories,

On a flower-carpet bright and true...

Take us along, oh take us all,

To that dreamland bathed in dew...

Let us build a little home,

With a humble handful of clay,

And with just a jasmine bloom,

We’ll host a grand buffet...

Let a ripe mango gently fall,

Upon this earth so kind,

And for the breeze’s tender touch,

Let us sing in love’s own rhyme.

Oh, oh... Bring the sweetest memories,

On a flower-carpet bright and true...

Take us along, oh take us all,

To that dreamland bathed in dew...

Let us string a garland fine,

From just a single thread of bloom,

Let us call like cuckoos do,

In harmony’s sweet tune...

From the heart of a banana flower,

Let us sip life’s honey stream,

Let’s be king and queen together,

Ruling gently through our dream.

Oh, oh... Bring the sweetest memories,

On a flower-carpet bright and true...

Take us along, oh take us all,

To that dreamland bathed in dew...