Thursday, February 23, 2006

My Lady D'Arbanville


Finding the lady is the least of ones problems, its the rest of it that is such a downer...

And then... the lyrics of a song that took me by storm these past few days and one that promises to stay with me for a long time to come...

My Lady D'Arbanville, Why do you sleep so still?
I'll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my fill, Yes you will be my fill

My Lady D'Arbanville, Why does it grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent
Why do you breathe so low, Why do you breathe so low?

My Lady D'Arbanville, Why do you sleep so still?
I'll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my fill, Yes you will be my fill

My Lady D'Arbanville, You look so cold tonight
Your lips feel like winter
Your skin has turned to white, Your skin has turned to white

My Lady D'Arbanville, Why do you sleep so still?
I'll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my fill, Yes you will be my fill

La la la la la.....

My Lady D'Arbanville, Why do you grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent
Why do you breathe so low, Why do you breathe so low?

I loved you my Lady, Though in your grave you lie
I'll always be with you
This rose will never die, This rose will never die

I loved you my Lady, Though in your grave you lie
I'll always be with you
This rose will never die, This rose will never die

1 comment:

Vintage said...

Lay off, kiddo. You were warned!