Fiachna O Braonain - Bougainvillea Lyrics

I think of you my bougainvillea
In your full bloom copper red
You take my body and free my mind
In the furrows of your bed

You tell me stories of forgotten cities
Where love always endures
Through disasters and diseases
You prescribe the cure...

Bougainvillea...

See the colour of the roses
And magnolia perfume...
The words of angel Gabriel
Divines our lovers tune...

Oh Bougainvillea...

And I sit here with your writer
Whom I have now made mine
In this city sing the angels
A chorus to your shrine

See the colour of the roses
And magnolia perfume...
The words of angel Gabriel
Divines our lovers tune...

Bougainvillea...