Listen, my enchanted
readers
And come with me to the
Star-lit village of the lighted City
First to the International
Youth Hostel
For lodging I sought
In a huge room with 6 mates I slept
And a private bathroom a special treat
The first night of
the merry tour
Took me to Jan Hus Playhouse
Where the noble Maestro Vit Horejs
Cast magic spells over young and old
As Maestro of the Czechoslovak-American
Marionette Theatre
It was Christmas Carols, Oy Hanukkah,
Merry Kwanzaa
With ghosts and Scrooge included
There were tears
With mad laughter all entwined
And always under the spell of Maestro
Taking us out into the Universe
Under the stars in New York City
To take a long look at Humankind
During The Holiday of Winter Soltice
And Feast of the Lights
The second Night of
Lights
Twas a tour of the universe of stars
To Egypt we went way back in time
With Elton John, composer and
Tim Rice, Lyrics, for the Rock Opera
AIDA, with a delightful surprise ending
A little nutty,
a little absurd
But full of love from the heart of
Ebullient Elton John, grand weaver of tales
The love story of the
Princess of Nubia
And the Captain who destroyed her country
I have been to Nubia not so long ago with Malcolm
And saw again the destruction of the village of Nubia
By the Aswan Dam, and today
Some wonder was it a good idea?
I saw Nubians, a proud
ancient people
In Cairo, without homes
Selling pins and tiny items
From push carts on the streets of Cairo
I remember Jews with
pushcarts
In the City of Lights not so long ago
Nubians, an ancient
proud nation
Like many today
In the path of power maniacs
Villages destroyed and much suffering
Families destroyed
and separated
In the path of power maniacs
AIDA is as alive today as we watch on
TV the same tradegy retold again and again
Elton John's music
was gentle, with love
As he unfolds his love story over and over
As the Nubian Princes and her Egyptian lover
On stage tell Elton's story
Written in the stars
Beginning and ending with Elton's music
Every Story is a Love Story