| Lyrics: | (K.J.Garside)
Let not your hold be so tight,
She'll return in the morning,
If you
give her the night.
Madraykin is she suffering?
Is she suffering?
Madraykin is she
suffering?
Revealing her birthmark you cast out her eye,
Clipped are the wings of the
angels sighs,
Revealing her birthmark you put out her tongue,
Clipped are the wings of the
fairies who run.
Madraykin is she suffering?
Is she suffering?
Madraykin is she
suffering?
How deep does she weep in your well of unkeep,
The kiss of Madraykin will
keep you from sleep.
Keep you from sleep,
Keep you from sleep,
Keep you from
sleep,
Keep you from sleep. |
