Travels by Maria Cinanni You come from a rich name, I built a great castle, You bought a Van Gogh, I painted the sky, You've climbed the Tour Eiffel, I swam in the ocean, You've won the marathon, I've learnt to fly, You saw the Grand Canyon, I climbed a mountain. You were here, I was there. You...me...and The child... ...I saw a goat And a horse, and a pony, For the first time in my life. Living in that sort of city, You know how it was. But now, but now, I can’t believe what I see... Peace. © 2001 by Maria Cinanni. All rights reserved. Home