Текст песни Marc Almond - Moonbathe Skin
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Moonbathe skinMoonbathe skinOf the people of the darkWill your beauty draw me inWill you hustle with my heartIn the ether of the duskWhere deceit takes over trustWill you hustle with my heartAnd give me gold that only rustsEvery eveningI`m following an echoD`un chanson de Juliette GrecoCalls out to the loser in my soulMoonbathe skinSo pale and so coldMoonbathe skinSo pale and so coldSlay me with your golden smileYou who never sees the sunThough your words are volatileThere`s no bullets in your gunAnd before the kiss of dayLoves undertaker comes my wayAnd I lose myself in youIn your eyes of bitter blueEvery eveningI`m following an echoD`un chanson de Juliette GrecoCalls out to the loser in my soulMoonbathe skinSo pale and so coldMoonbathe skinSo pale and so coldAnd with all the makeup goneAnd tomorrow looking onWill your beauty still defineSomething that forever shinesFollowing the bruises up your armAnd the circles round your eyesIn the shadows where you liveWhere the sun will never riseEvery eveningI`m following an echoD`un chanson de Juliette GrecoCalls out to the loser in my soulMoonbathe skinSo pale and so coldMoonbathe skinSo pale and so coldMoonbathe skinSo pale and so coldMoonbathe skinSo pale and so cold