What is money to the bliss
Of the honey of a kiss?
What are rank and fame and fashion
To the ecstasy of passion?
Give me dancing, give me wine
Bright eyes glancing, yours in mine
Kisses sucking up my breath
Give me passion, give me death!
Were the town of Paris mine
Its renown should drown in wine
I would pay the land of France
For a day and night of dance
Give me dancing, give me wine
Bright eyes glancing, yours in mine
Kisses sucking up my breath
Give me passion, give me death!
Dreams entrancing float above
Music, dancing, wine and love
Sober sinks the sobbing breath
Smiles the sphinx of sleep and death
Give me dancing, give me wine
Bright eyes glancing, yours in mine
Kisses sucking up my breath
Give me passion, give me death!
Give me dancing, give me wine
Bright eyes glancing, yours in mine
Kisses sucking up my breath
Give me passion... Give me death!!!
Written by Aleister Crowley
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