Kashmir (Akoustic) [feat. Johnny Rossa] [Remastered 2024]

Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face
And stars fill my dream
I am traveler of both time and space
To be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race
This world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait
All will be revealed

And my eyes fill with sand
As I scan this wasted land
Try to find
Try to find
Where I've been

Oh, pilot of the storm that leaves no trace
Like sorts inside a dream
Leave the path that led me to that place
Yellow desert stream
My shangri la beneath the summer moon
I will return again
Like the dust that floats high in June
We're moving through Kashmir

Oh, father of the four winds fill my sails
Cross the sea of years
With no provision but an open face
Along the straits of fear
Oh, oh
Oh

All I see turns to brown
As the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand
As I scan this wasted land
Try to find
Try to find where I've been

Try to find
Oh, yeah yeah
Oh, yeah yeah
Well I'm
Trying to find
Trying to find
Trying to find where I've been



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Anthony Plant, John Bonham, Jimmy Page
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