Paroles de My Virtuous Whore

You are my virtuous whore, My only costly courtesan But I remain a slave of yours, So weakly at your side. I acclaim you with honor and pride that be hove to thee Tell me tales of dejected pinfold You, storyteller Show me sham piety But why do I accredit? Just to embrace your body? I curse you dripping blood on the cross forever I acclaim you with honor and pride forever Now he is dead on the cross dripping blood and this is forever... Others have grails... You have seas...