2010-01-30

LILT: Frühling in Paris 2.1

Some major changes, so I'm glad I didn't promote it last time, as I almost did:
She came to me clad in light
So clearly I recall
I was so young
and felt so gauche
But no regret at all

Throughout my head her voice roared
By her tongue lust was writ
I did not comprehend a word
But never felt regret

Oh non rien de rien
Oh non je ne regrète rien

When I abandoned her skin
Paris bled with the blush of spring

I did not know my own physique
For me a sight of dread
She showed all to me in the light
I've never felt regret

Lips purchased over and again
Soft of touch and hold
when I left her mouth then
I began to feel cold

Throughout my head her voice roared
By her tongue lust was writ
I did not comprehend a word
But never felt regret

Oh non rien de rien
Oh non je ne regrète rien

When I abandoned her skin
Paris bled with the blush of spring

A murmur dropped into my lap
And brought a wondrous sound
Many gentle words said nowt
And felt so good all round

Throughout my head her voice roared
She bowed low before me
I did not comprehend a word
But no regrets jar me

Oh non rien de rien
Oh non je ne regrète rien

When I abandoned her skin
Paris bled with the blush of spring

In Paris

When I abandoned her skin
Paris bled with the blush of spring

In Paris

When I abandoned her skin
Paris bled with the blush of spring

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