Songtext von Mirry Dancers

Tell me how not to yield to enticement, and I will try Arousing lure and desire Sweet inebriation I’m possessed By growing fuzzy feelings on November evenings Braving the night sky Between doubts and apprehension The nth temptation to succomb From the top of the white clouds of my romances Think, is it more than just a dream Unreal, Artificial, Illusory The remembrance of instinctive acts Ancient Doomed Do you believe in destiny/fate Divine domination Divine preeminence Divine supremacy Surrender Still living covertly So inconceivable to reveal I can’t come to light Don’t know how long I can keep this inside of me But smiles and furtive glances should soon give me away Let me be part of that vision of fading reveries