Was that the final stroke of nine?

The moon creates violet hours

Desire is the will inside

This approval I feel for you



Well a voice within me sings

This concert is here for you

We do a duet very slow

A seam out of the finest thread



A break, God rules, this pair dances

through the night

Amen, again, nothing, nothing, just

quiet, so quiet



It is love I give to you

I tell you that much is true

Be wilder, yes, be wilder oh

That's what I do all night



Was that the final stroke of mine?

Demon creates violet hour

This Irish devil inside

Disapproval I feel for you



Well a voice within me sings

Disconcert is here for you

Why do I do it? Where is love?

I seem out of the tiniest thread



I break good rule, despair dances

through the night

I mean, I gain nothing, nothing,

quite so, quite



It is love I give to you

I tell you that much is true

Bewilder, yes, bewilder oh

That's what I do all night