JIN PING MEI [Intro] A piece of gold hidden in my sleeve A bottle emptied into the night When the scent of plum blossoms passes through the gate Tonight again someone falls in love [Verse 1] Tell me, my dear sir What is it you desire tonight? Is it wine? Is it a dream? Or perhaps— could it be me? Leave your gold there on the table Gentlemen always seem to desire the very things that gold cannot buy [Pre-Chorus] You have one and hunger for two Hold two in your arms then search for a third Oh, my dear sir Human desire is a curious thing The fuller you become the deeper your thirst [Chorus] Jin… Ping… Mei Jin… Ping… Mei Are you drunk on gold or drunk on women? The bottle is empty yet still it's not enough Turn at the scent of plum blossoms Mmm… My dear sir I'm afraid you won't be going home [Verse 2] Tell me, my dear sir Those eyes of yours are terribly honest Your lips may speak such beautiful words But your eyes always speak of desire Yesterday's woman— you forget her name Tonight you fall in love with me And tomorrow morning somewhere else you'll whisper the very same words Oh… Did that make you angry? Mmm… The truth can hurt, can't it? [Pre-Chorus] You thought your gold had bought a heart But which of us is really being bought? My dear sir It isn't you who chooses the woman Desire is the one choosing you [Chorus] Jin… Ping… Mei Jin… Ping… Mei Counting your gold counting your nights Jin… Ping… Mei Jin… Ping… Mei Counting your women counting your springs However many you hold in those arms When you're alone the cold returns [Bridge] Let us put out one light And then another The less we can see of one another's faces the more our true faces appear Oh… my dear sir Come closer There is nothing to be afraid of I only— want to see what kind of face your desire is wearing [Break] Jin… Ping… Mei Jin… Ping… Mei Gold runs out The bottle empties The plum blossoms fall And still we humans want again [Final Chorus] Drowning in gold drowning in love Even when the dream is over still it's not enough When spring has passed the flowers fall And when they've fallen who will you hold? Tell me, my dear sir What was it you desired tonight? Was it me? Or perhaps— was it simply the act of wanting? [Outro] Jin… Ping… Mei Jin… Ping… Mei One piece of gold left upon the table Inside the empty bottle one moon remains By the time the scent of plum has faded Mmm… Good night, my dear sir.
