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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...
