Текст песни Abney park - Herr Drosselmeyer's Doll
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Текст песни Abney park - Herr Drosselmeyer's Doll
Herr Drosselmeyer's DollThere she is on the stageSpinning as she sprawlsThank God the curtains fallHer spring is sprungAnd dances doneSpinning as she sprawlsThank God the curtains fall( )In the morning, he twists the key quite hardAnd ticking, she's brought to boil" Relevée, my swee, on point, en garde!"Her innards twang as they uncoilHerr Doktor's fingertips trace byOn craquelature from every fallThe daylight made to race right byWith paint and paste and stitch and awl"Patent, patient, bumblebee,Soon your audience admireA shapely arabesque or threeI'll wind you up, you'll never tire."/em>Starry tutu, sullen moonA frozen carmine mouthTwinkles as she jerks and swoonsThe lady is ushered out"Gentlemen, this fallen angel is the illegitimate daughter o art and science. A modern marvelof engineering, clockworks elevated to the ery natural process hich even now is in your blood,racing, your eyes flashing at such irreproachable beauty. Here is Gaia, here is Eve, here is Lilith,and I tand beore you as her father. Sprung fully-formed from my brow, dewy and sweet; she can beyours and yours again, for her flesh is the incorruptible pale o be excused from the wages ofsin."(winds her up)And as the sack cloth, sodden, slumpsBeneath these chipped and china limbsThe sour flesh pines, grunts and thumps" Step right up, boys, tuppence for a spin!"