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Complaine de la Butte

アーティスト:Rufus Wainwright 

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The moon, all too fair, in your russet-red hair sets a sparkling crown The moon, all too red with glory, is spread on your poor, tattered gown The moon, all too white, caresses the light in your world-weary eyes Princess of the street, do allow me to greet you, my broken heart cries The steps of Montmartre, all uphill, are hardest on the poor The sails of the mill, like wings, shelter all paramours I feel, beggar-girl, your fetters, they curl as they seek out my wrists I feel your young breasts, your thin little waist I lose my regrets I taste on your mouth the


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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