What A Curse For A Woman Is A Timid Man
Dawn Upshaw
4:19Music, music for a while Shall all your cares beguile Shall all, all, all Shall all, all, all Shall all your cares beguile Wond'ring, wond'ring How your pains were eased, eased, eased And disdaining to be pleased 'Til Alecto free the dead 'Til Alecto free the dead From their eternal, eternal bands 'Til the snakes drop, drop, drop Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop from her head And the whip And the whip from out her hands Music, music for a while Shall all your cares beguile Shall all, all, all Shall all, all, all Shall all your cares beguile All, all All, all All, all All, all Shall all your cares beguile