Текст песни: And Miriam Took A Timbrel In Her Hand + перевод

Drunk on the floor

With hurl in my hair

You were lovely to me in the city

You mystify me

With rage and in happy fire

I shall be called

My delight is in her

All of my joy

Satisfied in thee

And Miriam took a timbrel in her hand

And all the women set forth

Horse and rider drowned in the sea

I shall be

My delight is in thee

With rage and fire, dancing and song

And dancing and singing to thee

With rage and fire, dancing and song

And dancing and singing to thee

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