In the Sanatorium Lyrics
| Song | In the Sanatorium |
| Artist | Momus |
| Album | Tender Pervert |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Momus | |
| In the sanatorium | |
| I've booked a private room | |
| Where you can feel at home | |
| Where we can be alone | |
| Just you, the nurse and me | |
| In mountain scenery | |
| All the time that you've been ill | |
| Your face has looked so pale | |
| Drained by the force of will | |
| Drained by the wait until | |
| My treatment makes you well | |
| Or weaker still | |
| Half in love with easeful death | |
| I cloud the mirror with your breath | |
| Half in love with this disease | |
| That keeps you close to me | |
| Your eyes grow heavy as I read | |
| 'The Immoralist' by Andre Gide | |
| Fall asleep my sickly darling | |
| Rest in peace | |
| Men you used to know declare | |
| Their most sincere desire | |
| To travel here and share | |
| The treatment you require | |
| Their letters saying they care | |
| Are on the fire | |
| As I interrupt the muslin | |
| Hanging round the bed | |
| I wake you with the rustling | |
| And you raise your head | |
| And ask again, your voice uncertain | |
| If you're not a burden | |
| Half in love with easeful death | |
| I cloud the mirror with your breath | |
| Half in love with this disease | |
| That keeps you close to me | |
| Your eyes grow heavy as I read | |
| 'The Immoralist' by Andre Gide | |
| Fall asleep my sickly darling | |
| Rest in peace | |
| I wonder, as I watch you sleep | |
| If this possessive streak | |
| Will make me force my love | |
| Or if the trick is cheap | |
| And if you took your drug | |
| And if you're deep enough asleep | |
| In the sanatorium | |
| I've booked a private room | |
| Where you can feel at home | |
| Where we can be alone | |
| Just you, the nurse and me | |
| In mountain scenery | |
| (For love will endure or not endure regardless of where we are) |
| zuo ci : Momus | |
| In the sanatorium | |
| I' ve booked a private room | |
| Where you can feel at home | |
| Where we can be alone | |
| Just you, the nurse and me | |
| In mountain scenery | |
| All the time that you' ve been ill | |
| Your face has looked so pale | |
| Drained by the force of will | |
| Drained by the wait until | |
| My treatment makes you well | |
| Or weaker still | |
| Half in love with easeful death | |
| I cloud the mirror with your breath | |
| Half in love with this disease | |
| That keeps you close to me | |
| Your eyes grow heavy as I read | |
| ' The Immoralist' by Andre Gide | |
| Fall asleep my sickly darling | |
| Rest in peace | |
| Men you used to know declare | |
| Their most sincere desire | |
| To travel here and share | |
| The treatment you require | |
| Their letters saying they care | |
| Are on the fire | |
| As I interrupt the muslin | |
| Hanging round the bed | |
| I wake you with the rustling | |
| And you raise your head | |
| And ask again, your voice uncertain | |
| If you' re not a burden | |
| Half in love with easeful death | |
| I cloud the mirror with your breath | |
| Half in love with this disease | |
| That keeps you close to me | |
| Your eyes grow heavy as I read | |
| ' The Immoralist' by Andre Gide | |
| Fall asleep my sickly darling | |
| Rest in peace | |
| I wonder, as I watch you sleep | |
| If this possessive streak | |
| Will make me force my love | |
| Or if the trick is cheap | |
| And if you took your drug | |
| And if you' re deep enough asleep | |
| In the sanatorium | |
| I' ve booked a private room | |
| Where you can feel at home | |
| Where we can be alone | |
| Just you, the nurse and me | |
| In mountain scenery | |
| For love will endure or not endure regardless of where we are |
| zuò cí : Momus | |
| In the sanatorium | |
| I' ve booked a private room | |
| Where you can feel at home | |
| Where we can be alone | |
| Just you, the nurse and me | |
| In mountain scenery | |
| All the time that you' ve been ill | |
| Your face has looked so pale | |
| Drained by the force of will | |
| Drained by the wait until | |
| My treatment makes you well | |
| Or weaker still | |
| Half in love with easeful death | |
| I cloud the mirror with your breath | |
| Half in love with this disease | |
| That keeps you close to me | |
| Your eyes grow heavy as I read | |
| ' The Immoralist' by Andre Gide | |
| Fall asleep my sickly darling | |
| Rest in peace | |
| Men you used to know declare | |
| Their most sincere desire | |
| To travel here and share | |
| The treatment you require | |
| Their letters saying they care | |
| Are on the fire | |
| As I interrupt the muslin | |
| Hanging round the bed | |
| I wake you with the rustling | |
| And you raise your head | |
| And ask again, your voice uncertain | |
| If you' re not a burden | |
| Half in love with easeful death | |
| I cloud the mirror with your breath | |
| Half in love with this disease | |
| That keeps you close to me | |
| Your eyes grow heavy as I read | |
| ' The Immoralist' by Andre Gide | |
| Fall asleep my sickly darling | |
| Rest in peace | |
| I wonder, as I watch you sleep | |
| If this possessive streak | |
| Will make me force my love | |
| Or if the trick is cheap | |
| And if you took your drug | |
| And if you' re deep enough asleep | |
| In the sanatorium | |
| I' ve booked a private room | |
| Where you can feel at home | |
| Where we can be alone | |
| Just you, the nurse and me | |
| In mountain scenery | |
| For love will endure or not endure regardless of where we are |
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