歌詞
Many tales I've heard
Of the soapstone bird
So, I went along to see
The acropolis and the passages
In the temple masonry
But it all seemed so familiar
Like I'd been there once before
I felt my mind slip back in time
And when I saw it then I knew for sure
He came down the stairs with his cottiers
And a soldier left and right
And his burnished, golden bangles
Gave off a mystic kind of light
His eyes were black and they took me back
As they bored into my soul
And then a smile, and we spoke awhile
About the many days of old
But the peace of mind
And the quietness
We're the things I loved the most
As I sat reminiscing
With the Old Zimbabwe Ghost
When the world was young
We were rich my son
Independent, wise, and free
From horizon to horizon
Our riches held the key
And then they came
In loves sweet name
To our bastion in the sky
And just like the way of the world today
For the cause of greed to die
But the peace of mind
And the quietness
We're the things I loved the most
As I sat reminiscing
With the Old Zimbabwe Ghost
And suddenly the reality
Of today had come around
And the footprints where the ancients stood
We're fading in the ground
I was misty eyed
As again I died
And the people stopped to stare
As I watched my host Zimbabwe Ghost
Go melting in the air
But the peace of mind
And the quietness
We're the things I loved the most
As I sat reminiscing
With the Old Zimbabwe Ghost
Written by: John Edmond
