T. Rex - The Travelling Tragition - Take 2 Songtexte

Songtexte The Travelling Tragition - Take 2 - T. Rex




Shadow cloak swift as a swallow,
Pantaloon down in the hollow,
Dancing, his voice like a cloud
In the death of my night.
Awful eyes, black Persian beggar,
Harlequinesque, hair plaited heather,
Stepping so lightly,
A sprite in the house of my sight.
0 M′dear, travelling Tragition,
It's sky clear, you′re a gift from the fair folk.



Autor(en): Marc Bolan


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