标题:Those dancing days are gone
艺人:Carla Bruni
作词:W. B. Yeats
作曲:Carla Bruni
制谱人:Guitar: pedromagenta
节拍:♩ = 80
key:255
和弦:F A7 Bb C7 Dm D7 Gm
Those Dancing Days Are Gong Carla Bruni IF Come, let me sing into your ear; Those dancing days are gone, All that silk and satin gear; Crouch upon a stone, Wrapping that foul body up In as foul a rag: I carry the sun in a golden cup. The moon in a silver bag. I carry the sun in a golden cup. The moon in a silver bag. Curse as you may I sing it through; What matter if the knave That the most could pleasure you, The children that he gave, Are somewhere sleeping like a top Under a marble flag? I carry the sun in a golden cup. The moon in a silver bag. I carry the sun in a golden cup. The moon in a silver bag. Come, let me sing into your ear, I thought it out this very day. All that silk and satin gear; A man may put pretence away who leans upon a stick, May sing, and sing until he drop, Whether to maid or hag: I carry the sun in a golden cup, The moon in a silver bag. I carry the sun in a golden cup, The moon in a silver bag. Come, let me sing into your ear; Those dancing days are gone, All that silk and satin gear; Crouch upon a stone, Wrapping that foul body up In as foul a rag: I carry the sun in a golden cup. The moon in a silver bag. 【end】
