paroles de chanson Song of Songs - MK Ultra

The song of songs,
Which is Solomon's,
I sing to her.

She has
Eyes of doves
Washed with milk,
Teeth: flock of sheep.

We will break the garden wall
And lie down in the grass
While we are still young.

The song of songs,
Which is Solomon's,
I sing to her.

She is
High as the moon,
Clear as the sun
And terrible as an army,
Approaching banners,
The sound of breaking bones.