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Those Dancing Days Are Gone (Album) Lyrics

Song Those Dancing Days Are Gone (Album)
Artist Carla Bruni
Album No Promises
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[00:03.310] Come, let me sing into your ear;
[00:07.690] Those dancing days are gone,
[00:10.490] All that silk and satin gear;
[00:13.920] Crouch upon a stone,
[00:16.690] Wrapping that foul body up
[00:19.520] In as foul a rag:
[00:21.910] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[00:25.840] The moon in a silver bag.
[00:27.820]
[00:28.100] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[00:31.950] The moon in a silver bag.
[00:36.540] Curse as you may I sing it through;
[00:41.0] What matter if the knave
[00:43.450] That the most could pleasure you,
[00:46.950] The children that he gave,
[00:49.880] Are somewhere sleeping like a top
[00:53.90] Under a marble flag?
[00:55.10] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[00:59.110] The moon in a silver bag.
[01:01.200] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[01:05.110] The moon in a silver bag.
[01:06.670]
[01:08.110]
[01:09.870] Come, let me sing into your ear,
[01:13.230] I thought it out this very day.
[01:16.390] All that silk and satin gear;
[01:18.740] A man may put pretence away who leans upon a stick,
[01:22.850] May sing, and sing until he drop,
[01:26.400] Whether to maid or hag:
[01:28.390] I carry the sun in a golden cup,
[01:32.360] The moon in a silver bag.
[01:34.460] I carry the sun in a golden cup,
[01:38.490] The moon in a silver bag.
[01:45.990]
[01:47.470]
[02:04.310] Come, let me sing into your ear;
[02:08.870] Those dancing days are gone,
[02:16.940] All that silk and satin gear;
[02:21.130] Crouch upon a stone,
[02:29.20] Wrapping that foul body up
[02:33.40] In as foul a rag:
[02:41.130] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[02:45.150] The moon in a silver bag.
[02:48.110]
[02:55.630]
[03:34.350]
[03:36.550] 【end】
[00:03.310] Come, let me sing into your ear
[00:07.690] Those dancing days are gone,
[00:10.490] All that silk and satin gear
[00:13.920] Crouch upon a stone,
[00:16.690] Wrapping that foul body up
[00:19.520] In as foul a rag:
[00:21.910] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[00:25.840] The moon in a silver bag.
[00:27.820]
[00:28.100] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[00:31.950] The moon in a silver bag.
[00:36.540] Curse as you may I sing it through
[00:41.0] What matter if the knave
[00:43.450] That the most could pleasure you,
[00:46.950] The children that he gave,
[00:49.880] Are somewhere sleeping like a top
[00:53.90] Under a marble flag?
[00:55.10] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[00:59.110] The moon in a silver bag.
[01:01.200] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[01:05.110] The moon in a silver bag.
[01:06.670]
[01:08.110]
[01:09.870] Come, let me sing into your ear,
[01:13.230] I thought it out this very day.
[01:16.390] All that silk and satin gear
[01:18.740] A man may put pretence away who leans upon a stick,
[01:22.850] May sing, and sing until he drop,
[01:26.400] Whether to maid or hag:
[01:28.390] I carry the sun in a golden cup,
[01:32.360] The moon in a silver bag.
[01:34.460] I carry the sun in a golden cup,
[01:38.490] The moon in a silver bag.
[01:45.990]
[01:47.470]
[02:04.310] Come, let me sing into your ear
[02:08.870] Those dancing days are gone,
[02:16.940] All that silk and satin gear
[02:21.130] Crouch upon a stone,
[02:29.20] Wrapping that foul body up
[02:33.40] In as foul a rag:
[02:41.130] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[02:45.150] The moon in a silver bag.
[02:48.110]
[02:55.630]
[03:34.350]
[03:36.550] end
[00:03.310] Come, let me sing into your ear
[00:07.690] Those dancing days are gone,
[00:10.490] All that silk and satin gear
[00:13.920] Crouch upon a stone,
[00:16.690] Wrapping that foul body up
[00:19.520] In as foul a rag:
[00:21.910] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[00:25.840] The moon in a silver bag.
[00:27.820]
[00:28.100] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[00:31.950] The moon in a silver bag.
[00:36.540] Curse as you may I sing it through
[00:41.0] What matter if the knave
[00:43.450] That the most could pleasure you,
[00:46.950] The children that he gave,
[00:49.880] Are somewhere sleeping like a top
[00:53.90] Under a marble flag?
[00:55.10] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[00:59.110] The moon in a silver bag.
[01:01.200] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[01:05.110] The moon in a silver bag.
[01:06.670]
[01:08.110]
[01:09.870] Come, let me sing into your ear,
[01:13.230] I thought it out this very day.
[01:16.390] All that silk and satin gear
[01:18.740] A man may put pretence away who leans upon a stick,
[01:22.850] May sing, and sing until he drop,
[01:26.400] Whether to maid or hag:
[01:28.390] I carry the sun in a golden cup,
[01:32.360] The moon in a silver bag.
[01:34.460] I carry the sun in a golden cup,
[01:38.490] The moon in a silver bag.
[01:45.990]
[01:47.470]
[02:04.310] Come, let me sing into your ear
[02:08.870] Those dancing days are gone,
[02:16.940] All that silk and satin gear
[02:21.130] Crouch upon a stone,
[02:29.20] Wrapping that foul body up
[02:33.40] In as foul a rag:
[02:41.130] I carry the sun in a golden cup.
[02:45.150] The moon in a silver bag.
[02:48.110]
[02:55.630]
[03:34.350]
[03:36.550] end
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