Roe

You cross the street, things are better the same, salt hangs on the breeze, danger flashes in your eyes, something in your gait, no need to ask why, dash of perfume in the heat, living glory days, the wind is in the east, you will hold the line, won't be tamed, nor held to reason why, lovers set you free, sparkling jewels for your days, silk on a silken sea, red-tiled roofs your paradise, men chant your name, this way you'll be fine, speaking truth is never easy, especially in your game, this is not an odyssey, fortune always plays.