Dust
There was the Door to which I found no Key
There was the Veil through which I could not see
Some little talk awhile of Me and Thee
There was -- and then no more of Thee and Me
Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend
Before we too into the Dust descend
Dust into Dust, and under Dust, to lie
Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer and, sans Goodbye!
Dust into Dust, and under Dust, to lie
Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer and, sans Goodbye!
Sans Goodbye, sans Goodbye!
Poeira
Havia a porta à qual não encontrei nenhuma chave
Havia o véu através do qual eu não podia ver
Alguma pequena conversa por algum tempo de Mim e Thee
Havia - e então não mais de Thee and Me
Ah, aproveite ao máximo o que ainda podemos gastar
Antes que nós também na Poeira desçam
Poeira na poeira e sob a poeira, para mentir
Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer e, sans Goodbye!
Poeira na poeira e sob a poeira, para mentir
Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer e, sans Goodbye!
Sans Goodbye, sans Goodbye!
Composição: Dorothy Ashby