L’Etoile D’Or

I heard a guitar and I longed for the night I longed to think it would be all right To hold you Just a lover, lover always playing games Oh, the lover, lover always finding pain Caravans and oriental pines Mark the night in ornamental lines I want you Don't want a puzzle with a missing part I can't be friends with a degraded heart I want you Just a lover, lover always playing games Oh, the lover, lover always finding pain I was sitting in the room Smelling perfumes from the past Just a faded bloom at last I was sitting in the room Smelling perfumes from the past Just a faded bloom at last You were so liquid Just a spirit of thе river I felt your body bend I watchеd your muscles quiver it was love You'll die of snakebite Be consumed on the fire Vagabonds and jackals silhouetted by the pyre It was love Just a lover, lover always finding pain Oh, the lover, lover always playing games I want you i want you Lover, lover