O the sky grey orange An the walls stained blue An I laid right down on golden satin with you Into sweet dark circles of beautiful eyes
I go round O Lord I go round
Will you tell me once again Cream white skin You are my friend I seen you walkin' and your white hips sway O girl I will have you more
To the moan in your voice Not a charm do you lack Your skin to touch as a black ravens back But I cannot go far with these words as they rhyme As to tell, of the pleasure, your hand in mine
O yes I must confess That while she claims to … your soul by ... (?) I crash, … (?)
An I pray as I say this song in this way That your eyes they would close An your head begin to sway An you'll feel how he heals With his blood on our skin I am yours lady scrawled an thin
Will you tell me once again Cream white skin You are my friend I seen you walkin' in your husbands way Girl I will have you more
O the sky grey orange An the walls stained blue An I laid right down on golden satin with you Into sweet dark circles of beautiful eyes
I go round O Lord I go roundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
