A Paean to Fina Estampa blanco
Seduced by the aroma of your Gouda and Pine Nut, I exalt you
To your wicked roundabout knowing ways, I follow you.
Equine taxi to places of wonder, allow me your secret mineral visions:
A riddle of ancient symbols unlocking flight
A cave of crystals blinding in their endless light
A Reidel of ocean so clear and bright
Fina, Fina born to sweet delight.
Stallion of plenty, and messenger of the Master.
You are the last beacon in a twilight of visions:
Star-cape with hooded cowl
Desert flower bloomed atop dusty mound
Mineral elixir of a thousand voices
Bulls-eye target amongst a thousand choices.
