Текст песни Marianne Faithfull - The Absent Touch
Marianne Faithfull - The Absent Touch слова песни
The cat sleeps in the red chairMy lover combs her jet black hairTheres mystery in a way of walkingIts witching hour no need to talkAnd there are diamonds in our bedI put your hands about my headMy lover worships the sunHer body is the amazonMy lover is of royal birthMy lover smells of the good earthI give my love my life to wearI taste my life in that black hairAt three oclock its time to sayRest you love till break of dayRest you love till break of dayThough I wont phone nor will I writeI wish you happiness tonightI thank you for this witching hourI give you love, I give you powerI run my fingers through your soulI know my love you make me wholeForgive me if I say too muchI am in love with absent touch