Let's play the guitar Let's tap our feet Let's sing of love To make us all weep
Let's fill up our hearts And empty our minds Give ourselves to the music And dance outside Time
Let's sway our bodies Like the wind bends the trees Lets sing this melody To cure our disease
Ah, sweet magic Ah, this sweet, cruel magic
Let's fly through perfumed dreams On a tapestry of lovers words From the first burning kiss To the loss and the hurt
Here, the ladies wear their dresses tight The men, their peacock suits The moon comes out every night In a sky of midnight blue
We, who have loved We, who have been loved Ah, this sweet, cruel magic We did it all for LoveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.