Tenderly she cradled her toy
Before she smashed it up
A longing filled her heart
What for, she did not know
For she was lonely
And her hair so fair
And her mouth as red as wine
And whoever drank of this wine
Could never know happiness again
Yet, someone spoke up in springtime:
"You, too, know pleasure and pain."
He brought her a thousand roses
Yet she only broke up his heart
For she was lonely
And her hair so fair
And her mouth as red as wine
Yes, no one could kiss so
And still be so lonely
What remained of her life
A song which no one sang
St. Peter kept her waiting
For ages
For she was lonely
And her hair so fair
And her heart as dead as stone
He called forth: "Come, poor child,
You shall never be lonely again."
Recorded and mixed at Strongroom,
120 Curtain Road,
London,
1985-03-00—1985-04-00
Producer: John Cale
Arrangements: The Faction
Engineer: Dave Young
Nico: chanteuse, harmonium
James Young [James Edward]: keyboards
Graham Dids [ex-Lupus]: percussion, old suitcase, pots, pans, kettles
+ John Cale: vocals (Side 1, track 1)
+ Ian Carr: trumpet (Side 1, track 4. Side 2, track 3)
Thanks to Alan
© 1996-2011
Serge Mironneau