The Minaret Bells
Tink-a-tink, tink-a-tink,
By the light of the star,
On the blue river’s brink,
I heard a guitar.
I heard a guitar,
On the blue waters clear,
And knew by its music,
That Selim was near!
Tink-a-tink, tink-a-tink,
How the soft music swells,
And I hear the soft clink
Of the minaret bells!
