Текст песни ENCHANTMENT - Kneading With Honey
ENCHANTMENT - Kneading With Honey слова песни
Текст песни ENCHANTMENT - Kneading With Honey
O never a breath to hold meSilent is the unstrung harps (in play)The laying of wedding sheets downEnvy the masters of my passionsShape me,I am as wet as a widow's eye( )A youth before my sightLays naked through this earthSo with nature's gentle bosoms forgotOur age like winters bareSisters, brothers of heavenly touchFlatter to passing fairsGather their scarlet ornamentsAs passions likewise lent mePut a curse upon our bonesAnd indeed beneath the shouldersCrossing the running riversThe oak tree stands withered these yearsI am naked here to suckle from natureAnd shade from males obscenityI dance the sickles hourO how like glorys calm meIts kindness, reads my eyesHence these yearsYet us then rejoice hereafterNotorious brides of scorn