Taste Keeps Traveling

Chorus

From the sands to the old cedar shade

Passed down plates, every flavor homemade

Olives and figs on a silver tray

History told in the meals that we prayed

Post-Chorus

Taste keeps traveling on

Hand to hand, old and young

Verse 2

Spices rode camels, crossing the land

Couscous and lentils by hard-working hands

Dishes grew richer through struggle and peace

Passing traditions that never will cease

Pre-Chorus

Grandmother’s kitchen with stories to tell

From Baghdad’s bazaar, to Cairo as well

Turmeric memories, the fire and pans

Families gathered, the world in their hands

Chorus

From the sands to the old cedar shade

Passed down plates, every flavor homemade

Olives and figs on a silver tray

History told in the meals that we prayed

Post-Chorus

Taste keeps traveling on

Hand to hand, old and young