Текст песни Mystery - The Last Glass Of Wine

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THE LAST GLASS OF WINE (by Michel St-Père) Tonight Before the red moon lights the cosmic fire, Just lay down, Accept this glass of wine and close your eyes. Imaginary fields unfold... There's an old man turning cards But he's no Joker, When he ask you to join his table, He looks at you right in the eyes like you're no strangers. He sure knows about all your fables. But keeps the mysteries untold, Mysteries untold... Through the Nile, Flows the wine, Giving life. Too late To turn yourself around and come back home, Now you cry out for more. Female shapes dancing Like clouds of unknown matter, Reveal a passage to the old shrine, Emerging out of your heart's darkest corners, Teardrops will turn into a sea of wine. Imaginary fields Unlock the mysteries, Until the memory reels unroll. Memories unroll... Through the Nile, Flows the wine, Giving life.

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