Listen ye, Eternal Eleanor Your sweet and lukewarm elegance Is a spoon of sunny mornings touch
Listen ye, Eternal Eleanor Caress us with your mellow voice Embrace us in your summer clutch
All the lads are cozying up With your unerring smile Under star full sky they dance until the dawn light
The steps are drawings circles And the chants turn into laughs All the hamlet's praising your beauty bright
You Lady of briars, vampire, feeding all your sons You queen of charisma, enigma for all the wicked ones You porcelain siren, in silence you blow away the sins Portrait of a witch
Come to me, Eternal Eleanor Your kindness is like Noel gift Smells of herbs in market ways
Come to me, Eternal Eleanor Mistress of a distant age You tempt the meeks to disobey
The commoners are celebrating On mid-summer's eve Our rituals gather all the souls united
Down the yards, into the gardens Lightened by the moon We contemplate the vastness of the sky
You Lady of briars, vampire, feeding all your sons You queen of charisma, enigma for all the wicked ones You porcelain siren, in silence you blow away the sins Portrait of a witch
You Lady of briars, vampire, feeding all your sons You queen of charisma, enigma for all the wicked ones You porcelain siren, in silence you blow away the sins Portrait of a witch – a witch A witchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
