THOSE DANCING DAYS ARE GONE

CARLA BRUNI

Music:Bruni Carla

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Co me let me si ng into your e ar

Those da ncing days are go ne

All that si lk and satin ge ar

Cr ouch upon a stone

Wrapping that foul body u p

In as foul a rag

I carry the sun in a golden cup

The mo on in a silver bag (x2)

Cu rse as you m ay I sing it th rough

What ma tter if the kna ve

That the mo st could pleasure y ou

The ch ildren that he gave

Are somewhere sleeping like a to p

Un der a marble flag?

I carry the sun in a golden cup

The mo on in a silver bag (x2)

Co me let me sing in to your ear

I thought it out this very d ay

Noon upon the clo ck

All that silk and sa tin gear

A man may put pretence a way

Who leans upon a stick

May sing and sing until he drop

W hether to maid or hag

I carry the sun in a golden cup

The mo on in a silver bag (x2)

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Carla Bruni

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Last modifications: 2022-09-02