Ballad to an Amber Lady

	作词 : Crissinger, Rapp
	Crissinger-Rapp
	The amber lady seated at her harpsichord in velvet
	Room of eastern wonder
	Gazing through the verdant window
	Wrapped in arms of silk and sorrow.
	Rebecca sighs and perishes beneath the harp
	Leila, Leila, she loves anon
	On high fields of cinder sun.
	I see you drifting draped in heavy lace
	Where is this place where you stand radiant ?
	Your hand hides the moon
	And you move with crystal grace.
	Rebecca sighs and perishes beneath the harp
	Leila, Leila, she loves anon
	On high fields of cinder sun.
	Mmmm …
	Stain-glass showering, diamond morning
	Soft smiling in the shining hours
	Boughs of henna in your hair
	Roses in your silent garden.
	Rebecca sighs and perishes beneath the harp
	Leila, Leila, she loves anon
	On high fields of cinder sun.

	zuò cí : Crissinger, Rapp
	CrissingerRapp
	The amber lady seated at her harpsichord in velvet
	Room of eastern wonder
	Gazing through the verdant window
	Wrapped in arms of silk and sorrow.
	Rebecca sighs and perishes beneath the harp
	Leila, Leila, she loves anon
	On high fields of cinder sun.
	I see you drifting draped in heavy lace
	Where is this place where you stand radiant nbsp?
	Your hand hides the moon
	And you move with crystal grace.
	Rebecca sighs and perishes beneath the harp
	Leila, Leila, she loves anon
	On high fields of cinder sun.
	Mmmm
	Stainglass showering, diamond morning
	Soft smiling in the shining hours
	Boughs of henna in your hair
	Roses in your silent garden.
	Rebecca sighs and perishes beneath the harp
	Leila, Leila, she loves anon
	On high fields of cinder sun.