Over The Rhine - Paul and Virginia
Tekst :
Spill-tainted pages of poetic prophecy
Tickle my interest and taunt at my fantasy
Gentle new lover, favorite friend
With hidden desire that bothers my conscience again
Like Paul and Virginia!
Sit close to me on the swing
Like Paul and Virginia!
Sit close to me and I ll sing
I ll sing for you
With you
Oh, you
Cobalt blue vessels, clean same-sex rabbits
Old movie romance and a healthy new habit
Moving in passion, resting in reason
With a strong, tender poet who touches each region within
Like Paul and Virginia!
Sit close to me on the swing
Like Paul and Virginia!
Whisper my name and I ll sing
I ll sing for you
With you
Oh, you
Illuminations that shine on the river
Subliminal glances provoking a shiver
Palms full of mystery, fingers of magic
Greetings so glorious, partings so tragic
Like Paul and Virginia!
Sit close to me on the swing
Like Paul and Virginia!
Kiss me again and I ll sing
I ll sing for you
With you
Oh, you
Inne utwory
I want you to be my love Hometown boy A gospel number I radio heaven Lifelong fling Cast ne away Lullabye Latter days Hush now Bothered Nobody number one Sister Sea and sky Long lost brother Little did i know Spark Idea 21 Daddy untwisted Losowe utwory
Merely by chance
Very unsuspecting
You caught my heart
Unprotecting me
Now I ve fallen in love with you
Just when I thought
Life was free and easy
You came along to me
Soft and breezy
Now I ve fallen...
Everybody knows us
we’re always where it’s at
everyone meets us and wants to join our gang
We know how to swing our thing
we know where the in-crowd is
we’re the guys to see you right
if you wanna set the night alive
Hey everybody, 1 –...
The white male complex shows its roots
Chanting seig heils, throwing salutes
From it s tiny brain to its outsize boots
In 100% British sheepskin suits
All the fascists gathered there
Fouling up Trafalgar Square
Proud and dumb on Remembrance Day
...Amen
An afternoon in mid November
Tell me what...
You will soon come with me to die,
And find that death is not the end.
Who I say, who will, who won t be freed.
Tell me that this is not the end complete.
Even as the end s complete.
Finding strenght in one...
Today is a winter Sunday.
We wear our heavy coats.
The soul of my brother
is pure, though he doesn t think so.
Oh one for sorrow,
Oh one for sorrow, two for joy.
We walk the whole two miles to Holly.
I want to hold his hand but I don t.
The thoughts of my brother,
Where and...