Her face was like a cult to me
Her limbs were fierce in symmetry
It throws me into song
The throng have done us wrong
And away she goes, her toes leave gold
Her horn of youth has passed behold
It throws me into song
The throng have done us wrong
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
Pleasures of love
Treasures of love
The voice of light denounce the night
Sweet pilgrims climb the chilly heights
It throws me into song
The throng have done us wrong
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
Pleasures of love
Treasures of love
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
Pleasures of love
Treasures of love
Her limbs were fierce in symmetry
It throws me into song
The throng have done us wrong
And away she goes, her toes leave gold
Her horn of youth has passed behold
It throws me into song
The throng have done us wrong
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
Pleasures of love
Treasures of love
The voice of light denounce the night
Sweet pilgrims climb the chilly heights
It throws me into song
The throng have done us wrong
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
Pleasures of love
Treasures of love
Do you remember?
Do you remember?
Pleasures of love
Treasures of love
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