She dances through the flower-filled room
Or are they blue? The message clear:
Seduce the master, winking.
Dainty feet circles inscribe
Upon the frozen parquet.
Arabesque in compound time:
Stately Pavane or Bourée.
Sultry smile, come hither gaze
Black hair softly shining.
Calls me up to half-lit bed.
Sweet cloud with golden lining.
Oh, so young with ageless smile
Born of ungodly maker
Draws me: moth to candle bright
Fiery pleasure-seeker.
She dances through the flower-filled room
It's Rupi's dance: the message clear.
Her movement does the talking.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
She dances through the flower-filled room
Or are they blue? The message clear:
Seduce the master, winking.
Dainty feet circles inscribe
Upon the frozen parquet.
Arabesque in compound time:
Stately Pavane or Bourée.
Sultry smile, come hither gaze
Black hair softly shining.
Calls me up to half-lit bed.
Sweet cloud with golden lining.
Oh, so young with ageless smile
Born of ungodly maker
Draws me: moth to candle bright
Fiery pleasure-seeker.
She dances through the flower-filled room
It's Rupi's dance: the message clear.
Her movement does the talking.
📝 纯歌词版本
She dances through the flower-filled room
Or are they blue? The message clear:
Seduce the master, winking.
Dainty feet circles inscribe
Upon the frozen parquet.
Arabesque in compound time:
Stately Pavane or Bourée.
Sultry smile, come hither gaze
Black hair softly shining.
Calls me up to half-lit bed.
Sweet cloud with golden lining.
Oh, so young with ageless smile
Born of ungodly maker
Draws me: moth to candle bright
Fiery pleasure-seeker.
She dances through the flower-filled room
It's Rupi's dance: the message clear.
Her movement does the talking.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
She dances through the flower-filled room
Or are they blue? The message clear:
Seduce the master, winking.
Dainty feet circles inscribe
Upon the frozen parquet.
Arabesque in compound time:
Stately Pavane or Bourée.
Sultry smile, come hither gaze
Black hair softly shining.
Calls me up to half-lit bed.
Sweet cloud with golden lining.
Oh, so young with ageless smile
Born of ungodly maker
Draws me: moth to candle bright
Fiery pleasure-seeker.
She dances through the flower-filled room
It's Rupi's dance: the message clear.
Her movement does the talking.
I sit by the cutting on the Beaconsfield line
He's watching me watching the trains go by
And they move so fast --- boy, they really fly
He's still wat...
Happy and i'm smiling,
Walk a mile to drink your water.
You know i'd love to love you,
And above you there's no other.
We'll go walking out
While othe...
Keep it quiet. (go slow.)
Circulate. need to know.
Stamp the date upon your file ---
Masquerade, but well worth while.
Wrapped in the warmth of you --...
My sunday feeling is coming on over me.
My sunday feeling is coming on over me,
Now that the night is over.
Got to clear my head so i can see.
Till i ...
When you're falling awake and you take stock of the new day,
And you hear your voice croak as you choke on what you need to say,
Well, don't you fret,...
in the shuffling madess
of the locomotive breath,
runs the all time loser,
headlong to his death.
he feels the piston scraping
steam breaking on his b...
Through long December nights we talk in words of rain or snow
While you, through chattering teeth, reply and curse us as you go.
To warm their bones a...
When you're falling awake and you take stock of the new day,
And you hear your voice croak as you choke on what you need to say,
Well, don't you fret,...
Flying so high, trying to remember
How many cigarettes did i bring along?
When i get down i'll jump in a taxi cab
Driving through london town
To cry y...