| © Led Zeppelin/Atlantic Records Kashmir (Bonham/Page/Plant) Released on Physical Graffiti 1975 Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face And stars to fill my dream I am a traveller of both time and space To be where I have been To sit with elders of a gentle race This world has seldom seen And talk of days for which they sit and wait All will be revealed Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace Whose sounds caress my ear But not a word I heard could I relate The story was quite clear Ooh baby, I've been blind Ooh mama, there ain't no denying Ooh yes, I've been blind Mama, mama, ain't no denying, no denying Oh, all I see turns to brown As the sun burns the ground And my eyes fill with sand As I scan this wasted land Tryin' to find, tryin' to find where I beeeeen Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace Like thoughts inside a dream Heed the path that led me to that place A yellow desert screen My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon I will return again Sure as the dust that blows high in June When moving through Kashmir Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails Across the sea of years With no provision but an open face To flaunt the straits of fear Well, when I'm on, when I'm on my way When I see, when I see the way, you stay Ooh, yeah, when I'm down, yes Ooh, yeah, when I'm down, so down Ooh, my baby, let me take you there |
