Sara good listening to this song, although there is no clear and specific what to sing, but my feeling is to tell a story, very curious, I found the lyrics.
Sara Sierra
Bob Dylan
I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky, When the children were babies and played on the beach. You came up behind me, I saw you go by, You were always so close and still within reach.
I lay on the sand dunes, I look to the sky, then the children are still small, play on the beach. I see you coming, brush away you're so close, close enough to touch.
Sara, Sara, Whatever made you want to change your mind? Sara, Sara, So easy to look at, so hard to define.
Sierra, Sierra, what makes you begin to change? Sierra, Sierra, everything seems simple, but difficult to fine words.
I can still see them playin’ with their pails in the sand, They run to the water their buckets to fill. I can still see the shells fallin’ out of their hands As they follow each other back up the hill.
Their pails in the sand playing scenarios can still be seen, the children ran to the hands of the bucket is filled. I can see them being slipped from the hands of shells, sand dunes retreated to their line up one after another.
Sara, Sara, Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life, Sara, Sara, Radiant jewel, mystical wife. Sierra, Sierra, I love this life, lovely holy angels, Sierra, Sierra, brilliant gems, wife magic radiance.
Sleepin’ in the woods by a fire in the night, Drinkin’ white rum in a Portugal bar, Them playin’ leapfrog and hearin’ about Snow White, You in the marketplace in Savanna-la-Mar.
He spent the night lying on the campfire, in Portugal the tavern white rum, as appropriate, their playing "leapfrog" game, listen to the story of Snow White, but you have Savanna-la-Mar in the market.
Sara, Sara, It’s all so clear, I could never forget, Sara, Sara, Lovin’ you is the one thing I’ll never regret.
Big Box listening to "Sara"Sierra, Sierra, memories so clear, I will never forget, Sierra, Sierra, I'll love you love unswerving.
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells, I’d taken the cure and had just gotten through, Stayin’ up for days in the Chelsea Hotel, Writin’ “Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands” for you.
Methodist Church bell of St. voice I can hear, I have survive the storm, everything has vanished these days in the Chelsea Hotel where day and night, wrote "sad eyes lowland woman" to you.
Sara, Sara, Wherever we travel we’re never apart. Sara, oh Sara, Beautiful lady, so dear to my heart.
Sierra, Sierra, regardless of where to go we never separate. Sierra, oh, Sierra, beautiful woman, my heart is love.
How did I meet you? I don’t know. A messenger sent me in a tropical storm. You were there in the winter, moonlight on the snow And on Lily Pond Lane when the weather was warm.
How I met you? I do not know. It coincided with a tropical storm by the time the messenger. Winter You are the moonlight on the snow, is the moon on a warm day when the lily filled lake.
Sara, oh Sara, Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress, Sara, Sara, You must forgive me my unworthiness.
Sierra, oh, Sierra, dressed in psychedelic print dress queen, Sierra, Sierra, my humble you must forgive.
Now the beach is deserted except for some kelp And a piece of an old ship that lies on the shore. You always responded when I needed your help, You gimme a map and a key to your door.
Now abandoned beach only a few pieces of algae, as well as a wreck docked at the shore. As I often help, you will respond, you'll wait in mind the door, give me directions to guide me.
Sara, oh Sara, Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow, Sara, oh Sara, Don’t ever leave me, don’t ever go.
Sierra, oh, Sierra, a military uniform Destiny goddess, Sierra, Sierra, do not leave me, do not go forever.