Eleven Candles 歌词

It was a strange cold day, it was a long cold drive He'd been too many hours southbound on the M5 And he as hungry for her sweet caress And he found her in a painted room in a long gold dress And the windchimes rang and the Moon wept pearls And he wound his hand in her long red curls And the pale fires bloomed eleven candles lit And every way they touched their two bodies fit Then he pulled her close and he laid her down She was sweet with trust, he was lost and drowned In a painted room Lying side by side Ah the lust and love Ah the passion and pride - Eleven candles put to Shame by the fires inside, and he kissed her long and Hard to quiet her cries; lovers all been swept Away on a passiontide - and he Claimed his own And the windchimes rang and the Moon wept pearls And he wound his hand in her long red curls And he stole her breath And he drew her sighs And he held her firm Felt her longing rise - Eleven candles put to Shame, by the fires inside, and he kissed her long and Hard to quiet her cries, lovers all been swept Away on a passiontide - and he Claimed his own, and Took his Prize