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Carla Bruni
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Those Dancing Days Are Gone
Those dancing days are gone, All that silk and satin gear; Crouch upon a stone, Wrapping that foul body up In as foul a rag: I carry the sun in a golden cup. Curse as you may I sing it through; I carry the sun in a golden cup. Curse as you may I sing it through; What matter if the knave That the most could pleasure you, The children that he gave, Are somewhere sleeping like a top Under a marble flag? I carry the sun in a golden cup. The moon in a silver bag. I carry the sun in a golden cup. The moon in a silver bag. Those dancing days are gone, All that silk and satin gear; 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Crouch upon a stone, Wrapping that foul body up In as foul a rag: I carry the sun in a golden cup. Curse as you may I sing it through; I carry the sun in a golden cup. Curse as you may I sing it through; Those Dancing Days Are Gone Those dancing days are gone, All that silk and satin gear; Crouch upon a stone, Wrapping that foul body up In as foul a rag: I carry the sun in a golden cup. Curse as you may I sing it through; Those Dancing Days Are Gone Curse as you may I sing it through;
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