The Minaret Bells
Tink-a-tink, tink-a-tink, By the light of the star, On the blue river's brink, I heard a guitar. I heard a guitar, On the blue waters clear, And knew by its music, That Selim was near! Tink-a-tink, tink-a-tink, How the soft music swells, And I hear the soft clink Of the minaret bells!
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