Paroles de Ballad To An Amber Lady

The amber lady seated at her harpsichord in velvet Room of eastern wonder Gazing through the verdant window Wrapped in arms of silk and sorrow Rebecca sighs perishes beneath the harp Leila, Leila, she loves anon On high fields of cinder sun I see you drifting draped in heavy lace Where is this place where you stand radiant? Your hand hides the moon And you move with crystal grace Rebecca sighs perishes beneath the harp Leila, Leila, she loves anon On high fields of cinder sun Mmmm Stain-glass showering, diamon morning Soft smiling in the shining hours Boughs of henna in your hair Roses in your silent garden Rebecca sighs perishes beneath the harp Leila, Leila, she loves anon On high fields of cinder sun