Текст песни Marty Willson-Piper - 1929 Vintage Wine
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Electrifying lightingArcs around your faceBlood red lips and cream skinBlue eyes make my head swimLet me sip your bouquetRubies in the Beaujolais1929, you`re my vintage wineMoisture on your top lipPlaying with a grape pipAnd you`re as soft as a SundayBeauty`s in your resumeLet me breathe your aromaYou shook my heart from it`s coma1929, you`re my vintage wineYou released a depth chargeLike a miracle, a mirageA silver thread of moonlightA golden box of sunlightSomething special on the wine listImpossible to resistAnd what really grabs meIs when you open up your Chablis1929, you`re my vintage wine