"PS-400 Old Poets- Where the Mango Apples Grow" by Numi Who

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song to "Ossian's Serenade" by Major Calder Campell

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Numi Who

I now create music so people can spend time with better company.

Cover Songs on Soundclick: https://www.soundclick.com/numiwhocreativecovers Writing: https://allpoetry.com/Mr._Numi_Who- Books: Numi Who? on Amazon (books) Art: http://wbiro.deviantart.com Early Art: http://www.flickr.com/photos/38154648@N00 Music Videos: http://www.youtube.com/user/wbiro Self-made Music Catalog (to 2016): http://numi-imagination-creations.me/01-art-catalog/wbiro_artistic_catalog_1967-2016_update_34.html Original Music on Soundcloud (more complete list there): https://soundcloud.com/wbiro Cover Songs on Soundcloud (more complete list there): https://soundcloud.com/user-288568536

Song Info

Genre

World • World Fusion

Charts

Peak #194

Peak in subgenre #18

Author

music - wbiro

Rights

wbiro

Uploaded

September 10, 2011

Track Files

MP3

MP3 1.9 MB • 128 kbps • 2:03

Story behind the song

done in 1985

Lyrics

Oh, come with me
In my little canoe
Where the sea is 
calm
And the sky is blue

Oh, come with me
For I long to go
To those isles 
where
The mango apples 
grow!

Oh, come with me
And be by love
For thee, the 
jungle's depths
I'll rove

I'll gather the 
honeycomb
Bright as gold
And chase the 
elk
To it's secret 
hold!

I'll chase the 
antelope
Over the plain
The Tiger's cub
I'll bind with a 
chain

And the wild 
gazelle
With it's silvery 
feet
I'll give to thee
For a playmate 
sweet

I'll climb the palm
For the boa's nest
The red peas I'll 
gather
To deck thy breasts

I'll pierce the 
cocoa's cup
For it's wine
And haste to thee
If thou'll be mine!

So come with me
In my little canoe
While the sea is 
calm
And the sky is blue

For if we should 
linger
Another day
A storm may arise
And love decay!

Oh, come if the 
love
Thou hast for me
Is pure and fresh
As mine for thee

Fresh as the 
fountain
Underground
When first 'tis
By the lapwing 
found!

Our sands are bear
And down their 
slopes
The silvery-footed
Antelope

As gracefully
And gaily springs
As over
The marble courts 
of kings!

So come with me
In my little canoe
Where the sea is 
calm
And the sky is 
blue

Oh come with me
For I long to go
To those isles 
where
The mango apples 
grow!

Words From: 
"Ossian's Serenade" 
by Major 
Calder Campell

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