Big Apple
That's in, your arms
Oh to be, your stunning
Bride
Samson, your hair
Glistening, like sun
Oh would, that it
Were mine
Samson, your hair
That's in, my hands
I'll keep it safe
You're mine, you're mine
He said wait, said wait
Delilah my babe, Delilah my babe
Said wait, said wait
Delilah my babe, Delilah my babe
Said wait, said wait
Delilah my babe
You lied in my face
You cut off my hair
You lied in my bed
Samson, your stay
With your 'lilah
I'll hold you in
My hands
Yeah
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A Spanish Piece
A cloud of eiderdownDraws around meSoftening a sound.Sleepy time, and I lie,With my love by my side,And she's breathing low.
And the candle dies.
When night comes downYou lock the door.The book falls to the floor.As darkness fallsThe waves roll by,The seasons changeThe wind is wry.
Now wakes the hourNow sleeps the swanBehold the dreamThe dream is gone.Green fields are callingIt's falling, in a golden door.
And deep beneath the ground,The early morning soundsAnd I go down.Sleepy time, and I lie,With my love by my side,And she's breathing low.
And I rise, like a bird,In the haze, when the first raysTouch the sky.
And the night wings die.