Arabesque - Indio Boy

Indio Boy
Arabesque
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He came from the mountains
To our little town
And he never spoke a word.
But he played every day
In a lovely way
Little tunes I had never heard.

When he played his flute
His eyes seemed to be
Like mirrors of times gone by.
I don't know if I saw
What I should not see
But I looked right into his heart.

I looked right into his heart.

He's an Indio boy
And his folks far away
They are praying
Indio boy
Come home when you are a man.
He's an Indio Boy
And he longs for the girl
Who is waiting
Indio Boy
Come home
As soon as you can.

I found out one evening
Only by chance
Where he spent his lonely nights.
There he slept in the church
On the marble floor
And his flute lay by his side.

As I woke him up and said
Won't you come to my house
Where it's nice and warm
He said
Please let me be,
For I am not free
And I don't wanna break your heart

I don't wanna break your heart

When early one morning
I came to the place
Where he used to play his flute.
He was gone
But a song that will never die
Seemed to linger on in the sky.