She heard the colour of music and the rhythm of life
And danced to the gods who lorded in the west
She danced in a storm as if for her life
And proclaimed a land where the heroes could rest
She danced to praise the pleasure of the sun
But she always danced for fun
She danced in the winter and brought the tempestuous storm
Dancing to the weather her features unformed
She danced to the war drums beat
She dances through history on addictive feet
She danced to the wars of constitution
And battles of violent retribution
She dances to tales of death and destitution
She dances at times of merriment
And creates happiness till all are content
She dances to rice wine and mirth
And the gentle serenity of love and birth
And the dancer is called Cheryl
And this is the land of Chi Dantrel