Testo di 1929 Vintage Wine

Electrifying lighting Arcs around your face Blood red lips and cream skin Blue eyes make my head swim Let me sip your bouquet Rubies in the Beaujolais 1929, you're my vintage wine Moisture on your top lip Playing with a grape pip And you're as soft as a Sunday Beauty's in your resume Let me breathe your aroma You shook my heart from it's coma 1929, you're my vintage wine You released a depth charge Like a miracle, a mirage A silver thread of moonlight A golden box of sunlight Something special on the wine list Impossible to resist And what really grabs me Is when you open up your Chablis 1929, you're my vintage wine