vendredi, septembre 01, 2006
I lost myself on a cool damp night
Gave myself in that misty light
Was hypnotized by a strange delight
Under a lilac tree
I made wine from the lilac tree
Put my heart in its recipe
It makes me see what I want to see...
And be what I want to be
When I think more than I want to think
Do things I never should do
I drink much more that I ought to drink
Because I brings me back you...
Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, like my love
Listen to me... I cannot see clearly
Isn't that she coming to me nearly here ?
Lilac wine is sweet and heady where's my love ?
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, where's my love ?
Listen to me, why is everything so hazy ?
Isn't that she, or am I just going crazy, dear ?
Lilac Wine, I feel unready for my love...
de Grace/Jeff Buckley