Letra de To a Moralist

Ay, but tell me Oh moralist cold Besides pleasure What pleasure is there? Ay, but tell me Oh moralist cold Besides pleasure What pleasure is there? Thou dost say that too soon we grow old That all pleasure of earth is but air Thou dost say that too soon we grow old That all pleasure of earth is but air Ay, but tell me Oh moralist cold Besides pleasure What pleasure is there? Ay, but tell me Oh moralist cold Besides pleasure What pleasure is there? Thou dost say that too soon we grow old That all pleasure of earth is but air Thou dost say that too soon we grow old That all pleasure of earth is but air Ay, but tell me Oh moralist cold Besides pleasure What pleasure is there? Ay, but tell me Oh moralist cold Besides pleasure What pleasure is there? Ay, but tell me Oh moralist cold Besides pleasure What pleasure is there?