Cartouche کے بول

If I share this with you never speak a word They would never understand if they ever heard Gemini, Capricorn, rising in the east Dancing through the witchwood we began to sing... In between dark and light in the underworld Wrapped around your finger like a string of pearls Smiling face, empty hand, 7 golden rings Dancing through the starlight we began to sing... Ahh, still I hear the whisper..."Cartouche"... Caramel colored leaves spiral in the air Diving right into the ground 'round the winding stair Stories carved out of wood, jester and the king Dancing through the moonlight, we began to sing Ahh, still I hear the whisper..."Cartouche"... Memories, black and white, hide behind the glass In the mirrors and the smoke, its all fading fast Written word, turn the card winter into spring Dancing through the witchwood we began to sing...