| Song | The Touch of a Crown |
| Artist | Enchantment |
| Album | Dance the Marble Naked |
| 作曲 : Enchantment, Jones | |
| The grief that lies bleeding in me | |
| No less in pity than in glory | |
| O creatures that are dearest to me... ...put on your crowns | |
| I look into the sky and dream of oceans that are vast | |
| O go to them, it is the vow of mine... ...danger lies ahead | |
| With you my sensual queen of natural conception | |
| That your hands find the eiderdown hard | |
| Body of heavenly picture and flower | |
| It is you that holds the secret to all our worlds | |
| Of all your pleasures, beauty, that | |
| I taste So true in bondage that | |
| I fresh the mind | |
| O free my lungs that others of thought forbid | |
| My soul has but ached, | |
| But still | |
| I am all that's left of you | |
| Sit my lover, upon your throne | |
| If chains are of words, my heart is worn | |
| O shall the voices be as pleasing as forever | |
| And forever naked | |
| I stand amongst you | |
| The grief that lies bleeding in me | |
| No less in pity than in glory | |
| O creatures that are dearest to me... ... | |
| I search in doubt | |
| Honour, honour that | |
| I feel I am no more worthy that | |
| I am human | |
| Let your tongue lesh me... ...and rain, yes it shall rain | |
| I am yours forever |
| zuò qǔ : Enchantment, Jones | |
| The grief that lies bleeding in me | |
| No less in pity than in glory | |
| O creatures that are dearest to me... ... put on your crowns | |
| I look into the sky and dream of oceans that are vast | |
| O go to them, it is the vow of mine... ... danger lies ahead | |
| With you my sensual queen of natural conception | |
| That your hands find the eiderdown hard | |
| Body of heavenly picture and flower | |
| It is you that holds the secret to all our worlds | |
| Of all your pleasures, beauty, that | |
| I taste So true in bondage that | |
| I fresh the mind | |
| O free my lungs that others of thought forbid | |
| My soul has but ached, | |
| But still | |
| I am all that' s left of you | |
| Sit my lover, upon your throne | |
| If chains are of words, my heart is worn | |
| O shall the voices be as pleasing as forever | |
| And forever naked | |
| I stand amongst you | |
| The grief that lies bleeding in me | |
| No less in pity than in glory | |
| O creatures that are dearest to me... ... | |
| I search in doubt | |
| Honour, honour that | |
| I feel I am no more worthy that | |
| I am human | |
| Let your tongue lesh me... ... and rain, yes it shall rain | |
| I am yours forever |