Bedouin Dress

If to borrow is to take and not return,
i had borrowed all my lonesome life.
And i can’t, no i can’t get trough
The borrower’s debt is the only regret of my youth.

And belive me it’s not easy when i look back,
everythning i too i’d soon return,
just to be at inisfree again,
All of the sirens are driving me over the stern.

One day at inisfree, one day that’s my day.
In the streets one day i saw you among the crowd,
In a geometric pattern dress.
Gleaming white, just as i recall
old as i get o would never forget it at all.

One day at inisfree, one day that’s my day.