Hands of Gold (Game of Thrones)

He rode through the streets of the city Down from his hill on high O'er the wynds and the steps and the cobble He rode to a woman's sigh For she was his secret treasure She was his shame and his bliss And a chain and a keep are nothing Compared to a woman's kiss

彼は街の通りを駆け抜けた 丘の上から 風の通り道や階段、石畳の上を 彼はため息をつく女の元に駆けつけた 彼女は彼の秘密の宝物だった 彼女は彼の恥辱であり、至福だった そして鎖と城は何もない 女性のキスに比べれば

For hands of gold are always cold But a woman's hands are warm For hands of gold are always cold But a woman's hands are ...

金の手に触れると冷たくて でも女性の触れ方は温かい 金の手に触れると冷たくて でも女性の触れ方は...