Текст песни Divine Comedy - Three Sisters
Divine Comedy - Three Sisters слова песни
This autumn breezeShall strip the treesAnd freeze me to the boneWhy must these three sisters tease their lonely brother so?Knowledge is a curseBut ignorance is worse, I fearWould you agree, my dear?I have watched you grow>From the same seed as my own shall growAnd they will never knowThis autumn breezeCan strip the treesAnd freeze me to the boneWhy must these three sisters tease their lonely brother so?I don`t knowPleasure is a sinAnd abstinence shall win this dayAnd that`s the way it`s gonna stayBlack Parisienne laceYour salvation, my disgraceMy GodWhere did you go wrong?This autumn breezeShall strip the treesAnd freeze me to the boneOh, why must these three sisters tease their lonely brother so?I don`t knowI don`t know if I can stop my eyes from drifting slowlyOver holy terrors of the soulNo self-controlThat autumn chillIs with me still