Paroles de Magdalena

Overcome by your moving temple Overcome by this holiest of altars So pure, so rare To witness such a earthly goddess I lost my self control Beyond compelled to throw this dollar down Before your holiest of altars I'll sell my soul, my self esteem A dollar at a time for one chance, one kiss One taste of you my magdalena I've beared witness to this place, this prayer, so longforgotten So pure, so rare, to witness such a lovely goddess And i'd sell my soul, my self-esteem A dollar at a time for one chance, one kiss, One taste of you my black madonna I'll sell my soul, my self-esteem A dollar at a time For one taste, one taste One taste of you my magdalena