First Evening

First Evening Lyrics

Song	First Evening
Artist	Hector Zazou
Album	Sahara Blue
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	作曲 : Condon, Rimbaud, Zazou
	Her clothes were almost off;
	Outside, a curious tree
	Beat a branch at the window
	To see what it could see.
	Perched on my enormous easy chair,
	Half nude, she clasped her hands.
	Her feet trembled on the floor,
	As soft as they could be.
	I watched as a ray of pale light,
	Trapped in the tree outside,
	Danced from her mouth
	To her breast, like a fly on a flower.
	I kissed her delicate ankles.
	She had a soft, brusque laugh
	That broke into shining crystals -
	A pretty little laugh.
	Her feet ducked under her chemise;
	'Will you please stop it!…'
	But I laughed at her cries -
	I knew she really liked it.
	Her eye trembled beneath my lips;
	They closed at my touch.
	Her head went back; she cried:
	'Oh, really! That's too much!
	'My dear, I'm warning you…'
	I stopped her protest with a kiss
	And she laughed, low -
	A laugh that wanted more than this…
	Her clothes were almost off;
	Outside, a curious tree
	Beat a branch at the window
	To see what it could see.

	zuo qu : Condon, Rimbaud, Zazou
	Her clothes were almost off
	Outside, a curious tree
	Beat a branch at the window
	To see what it could see.
	Perched on my enormous easy chair,
	Half nude, she clasped her hands.
	Her feet trembled on the floor,
	As soft as they could be.
	I watched as a ray of pale light,
	Trapped in the tree outside,
	Danced from her mouth
	To her breast, like a fly on a flower.
	I kissed her delicate ankles.
	She had a soft, brusque laugh
	That broke into shining crystals
	A pretty little laugh.
	Her feet ducked under her chemise
	' Will you please stop it!'
	But I laughed at her cries
	I knew she really liked it.
	Her eye trembled beneath my lips
	They closed at my touch.
	Her head went back she cried:
	' Oh, really! That' s too much!
	' My dear, I' m warning you'
	I stopped her protest with a kiss
	And she laughed, low
	A laugh that wanted more than this
	Her clothes were almost off
	Outside, a curious tree
	Beat a branch at the window
	To see what it could see.

	zuò qǔ : Condon, Rimbaud, Zazou
	Her clothes were almost off
	Outside, a curious tree
	Beat a branch at the window
	To see what it could see.
	Perched on my enormous easy chair,
	Half nude, she clasped her hands.
	Her feet trembled on the floor,
	As soft as they could be.
	I watched as a ray of pale light,
	Trapped in the tree outside,
	Danced from her mouth
	To her breast, like a fly on a flower.
	I kissed her delicate ankles.
	She had a soft, brusque laugh
	That broke into shining crystals
	A pretty little laugh.
	Her feet ducked under her chemise
	' Will you please stop it!'
	But I laughed at her cries
	I knew she really liked it.
	Her eye trembled beneath my lips
	They closed at my touch.
	Her head went back she cried:
	' Oh, really! That' s too much!
	' My dear, I' m warning you'
	I stopped her protest with a kiss
	And she laughed, low
	A laugh that wanted more than this
	Her clothes were almost off
	Outside, a curious tree
	Beat a branch at the window
	To see what it could see.

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