Where East and West Meet - Jazz Version

Stone walls breathing the dust of the ages Glass towers reaching for tomorrow’s pages Where the silk road ends and the sea begins I’m lost in the rhythm under my skin The Maiden Tower stands, a silent ghost Between the ancient dust and the Caspian coast Baku, you’re the fire, you’re the cooling breeze A Western heart with Eastern melodies Where the sun sets red on a minaret And the neon lights are a velvet net The bridge of time, the golden key The crossroads of our destiny Old City shadows, a labyrinth of spice Modern dreams paid at a heavy price The wind of the Absheron whispers a song Of where we started and where we belong Paris of the East, heart of the fire Lifting the soul just a little bit higher Baku, you’re the fire, you’re the cooling breeze A Western heart with Eastern melodies Where the sun sets red on a minaret And the neon lights are a velvet net The bridge of time, the golden key The crossroads of our destiny East meets West... Where the winds rest... Baku.