Ophelia was a bride of God A novice Carmelite In sister cells the cloister bells Tolled on her wedding night Ophelia was the rebel girl A blue stocking suffragette Who remedied society Between her cigarettes And Ophelia was the sweetheart To a nation overnight Curvaceous thighs, vivacious eyes Love was at first sight, love was at first sight Love Ophelia was a demi-goddess In pre-war babylon So statuesque a silhouette In black satin evening gowns Ophelia was the mistress to A vegas gambling man Signora Ophelia Maraschino Mafia courtesan Ophelia was the circus queen The female cannonball Projected through five flaming hoops To wild and shocked applause To wild and shocked applause Ophelia was a tempest cyclone A goddamn hurricane Your common sense, your best defense They wasted and in vain For Ophelia'd know your every woe And every pain you'd ever had She'd sympathize and dry your eyes Help you to forget, and help you to forget And help you to forget Ophelia's mind went wandering You'd wonder where she goes Through secret doors down corridors She wanders there alone, all alone Es kostet mich keine kleine krise die verunreinigung und das Es kostet mich keine kleine Krise die Verunreinigung und das Suechtige aus meinem Leben auszuschliessen But it is for me no little effort to exclude The polluting and the addictive from my life Compondo musica en un estado de ecstases Composing music in a state of ecstasy Fuerza de vida, de vida Strength of life, of life Mein Vater ist ein Architekt My father is an architect © INDIAN LOVE BRIDE MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com