Wild Irish Rose کے بول

In a field by a river my love and I did lie On my naked shoulder she too proud to cry She said that I must leave her, an icy tear she froze How could I melt the heart, of a wild irish rose Well, a gypsy she has made of me, a servant of the streets From bed to bed I've travelled to taste a love as sweet Well the heart it knows no reasons, and reason never knows As I lie with them I am thinking of a wild irish rose We all fall, ran down, slow down [skip] -and all's love was stale But with all that I found on c street, I thought I'd found my grave All night and day she is, and I dance under the glows And all that time of dancing from a wild irish rose Well I saw the city of angels it brought a devil out of me In hell's hotel on sunset, showed a whore no mercy As the orange sky was screaming, from the roof I let her go