[intro ] [Instrumental] [Verse ] The garden rang with music Of inexpressible despair. A dish of oysters spread on ice Smelled like the ocean, fresh and sharp. [Instrumental] [Verse ] He told me: «I’m a faithful friend!»- And lightly touched my dress. How different from embraces The touch of those two hands. [Instrumental] [Bridge] That’s how one strokes a cat or bird Or looks at slender lady riders… Just laughter in his quiet eyes, Beneath his light gold lashes. [sample] [Verse ] And the despondent voices of the violins Sing out beyond the hanging smoke: «Give blessings to heaven above At last you’re alone with your beloved.» [Instrumental] [Outro] [end]
