O' Cealleigh
O' Cealleigh - Gentle Pleasure songtekst
Je score:
Cold sheet like a shiver of gentle Drifting past a scene of awe Any day I'd row a lover, in a perfumed lake we'd soar Eyes that tickle my thinking While I watch her dance desire Could there be greater beauty Than this light reflecting here Days and hours lost to music Every note a stroke of joy Wearing peace and splendid duty Faithfully I tend to her Seamless gifts offered solely Offerings to our love Secret meetings long for private Cosy clean angel doves Guilty mornings dusk to dawnings Vice like cravings do addict Mind bent on attending Lost to sound of voice like grit I dream to break away this Passion Find a lover real and new But till then I swim in pleasure Every stroke so sensual