音樂:

Those Dancing Days Are Gone

歌手:Carla Bruni

Carla Bruni Those Dancing Days Are Gone 歌詞
Those Dancing Days Are Gone
Come, let me sing into your ear;
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.
The moon in a silver bag.[00:36.62
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
The moon in a silver bag.[00:36.62
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.
Come, let me sing into your ear;
Those dancing days are gone,
All that silk and satin gear;
Crouch upon a stone,
Wrapping that foul body up
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
In as foul a rag:
The moon in a silver bag.[00:36.62
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
The moon in a silver bag.[00:36.62
Come, let me sing into your ear;
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.
The moon in a silver bag.[00:36.62

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